Love,… not the Rules by Charles p.Banks
I kiss with two hands
coz I’m a Hungry man
Hunger for those liPps
manners polite fools do..
a feast famished delicate rules…it’s
You i treasure .. never enough
liPps juices glisten flavorful licks
don’t measure… just the more
of it …behold i consume U
I kiss with two hands
stands the appetite
crazed the more…fuller
pull yoU in… closer…
mo fuller…tongue moves
smooves skins delights in
shallowin’ the soul sin.. bit
bites…creativin whole..
pleasures…in spaces…
beginin anew
“De novo “
I kiss with my 2 Hands
a bite of a primitive
rules be damned…
I see my prey…we
no wat’s in the way..
feast… nor famine
beasts released prey eacH
how/why/ I should we/ no
lest we forget ~nor never forgotten
we kiss with two hands
6/5/16 seaBe
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