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leaving fire on the lips
that burn to ashes by kiss.
that burn to ashes by kiss.
The gentle wind caress
while the lips share ashore,
hold to passion and love.
while the lips share ashore,
hold to passion and love.
The salt seawater
turns sweeter ever
by the spilt of mouth water.
turns sweeter ever
by the spilt of mouth water.
The moisture wind
fought the warm breath;
forever to embrace in cold.
fought the warm breath;
forever to embrace in cold.
Footnote:
A fun and fantasy on kiss...Inspired by a photo I really miss to save as from internet
which is behind the write up.
This is a marvelous poem inspired by a beautiful photo.
ReplyDeletei love the 'leaving fire on the lips'. :)
ReplyDeleteTerrific poem, Jeevan... Reminded me of George and my honeymoon cruise to the South Caribbean. We saw lots and lots of gorgeous sunsets on that trip. SO romantic....
ReplyDeleteGreat photo also.
Hugs,
Betsy
Nice poem, Jeevan!
ReplyDeleteVery sweet!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful carved image with your poetry! as always... Loved the read :)
ReplyDeletenice Jeevan
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