Kiss 2

There’s nothing remotely strange
When a seemingly blunt object
Wallops or slaps against
An anatomical wonderland
And they say that is cold-blooded murder
Sometimes premeditated and at times manslaughter
After all lips are both assassins and murder victims
Yet at their pinnacle, they too are swordsmen
Who will clatter in lip-blades and tongue-metal
After all what is more precious
Than dueling lips, bleeding two bodies
Of scarlet desire….


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