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Sara Kellie Jul 10
Lipstick kisses,
we're both wearing red.
I motion her over and onto our bed.
Blood red smeared across our lips.
I keep her enticed, I straddle her hips.
Seductively playing,
I'm touching my lips.
Long acrylic nails,
for us never fails.
I show her a ***** and
she gently wails.

She's waiting,
my sweetheart,
I **** her so much.
We ****, we're on fire
and I wonder,
which of us holds the power.
I, in all honesty is hoping it's her,
'cause then I'll continue this life
in her beautiful blur.

Poetry by Kaydee.
A girl in love with another girl.
Aynjul Oct 2016
Your kisses made life easier to solve.

I am so glad you were mine
I lost you again
I am so glad we stopped time
more then a friend
I am ruining your life by staying around
I know that I should leave town
This song I sing has a great sound
"Does "I love you" change a thing?"
"Does "I love you" change a thing?"
but lets be real.
Your kisses shouldn't be wasted
Don't put your heart at rest,
Don't waste your love on me,
Because whoever loves you better,
Forever, deserves the best;

Life is a puzzle
&
your kisses;
were the greatest pieces of mine.
I will never be complete again.

but someone will
Let her grow
KitaRaizal Apr 2014
A Kiss as cold as ice,
A smile as stony as brick,
Skin as rough as the stormy waters,
Eyes sparkle like diamonds.
~
Her kisses leave icy splinters in their wake,
Lips soft as a snow flake,
But sharp as the sea,
Fingers tangled in jungles,
Tongues tied,
Lips parted,
Soft echo's threw the valley.
~
Whispering moans,
Gentle breezes,
Timid hearts.
~
Thawing out,
Her kisses slowly turn,
Into blooms of spring,
Heating up like the summer sky.

~
Summer-Skye
Ashley Aug 12
Here in the morning gloaming
burning
my skin flaming
as I imagine red kisses
from smouldering lips!

How easily
in anticipation
you make me wimper
before with pleasure
making me simper -
each kiss
another hot coal
placed on my rawness
with searing softness.
Cné Jan 15
a butterfly kiss
two Eskimos rub their noses
the French do it best
KitaRaizal May 2014
It feels good to be free
To feel the wind in my wet hair
Glowing moon hovering above
Smiling down on me

~
Summer-Skye
r m Sep 2016
around the dead of night and birth of day
we were ***** under chlorine-med water
at the bed where eyes were watching you
asked what gift to give
and i declined every offer
until you joked of kisses
and my face turned sour

and then you asked
why it would just be
him, him, him

and then i answered
because, because, because
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