I miss being kissed
Miss the way its unexpected
strangely exquisite mundane
to know
there are lips
waiting
loving
needing
your own
Not so much for the own desire
maybe for the satisfaction
inky safe preoccupation
of proving
your existence
deliverance
and desirability
and to not be alone.
Soft skin, a subtle glance,
it is this that I miss.
She needs to be kissed.
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
I miss being kissed
Miss the way its unexpected
strangely exquisite mundane
to know
there are lips
waiting
loving
needing
your own
Not so much for the own desire
maybe for the satisfaction
inky safe preoccupation
of proving
your existence
deliverance
and desirability
and to not be alone.
Soft skin, a subtle glance,
it is this that I miss.
She needs to be kissed.
Another written when I was still a teenager.
