(Okay, enough of my inundating you with all of my death and destruction blither blather. Here's some romantic, dreamy yumminess, written years ago for a special someone who rocked my socks off with a mere KISS. Enjoy!~)
(I call it) MAGIC
Your kiss
like giant space rock
bursting into flame
overhead
shot through
this wandering soul/star
puncturing its atmosphere
leaving it to burn
in orange anticipation and
in the heat of red's passion
awaiting
your lip's return.
