We sit together teasing
each other,
I sip coffee from your cup while
you drink wine in my eyes.
The chocolates you
bought way back home inviting us to take a bite
Come bite it from my
lips
Let our lips be locked
Let people think we are
dead
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we
exist, even in pain.
There is some kiss we want with our whole lives,
the touch of spirit on the body
When the rain is blowing in your face and the whole
world is on your case, I could
offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love.
Yar
Mhargz GV
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