Your kiss
By Mark Heathcote
Mon, 19 Nov 2012
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Your kiss is a rush of oxygen
That always leaves me smitten
Your kiss is a hot-air balloon
A helium bubble all-embracing, cocoon
Your kiss is the air & sky
Taking me on a midnight train to Shanghai.
Your kiss is a forest fire
A wave I'm riding in a heavenly gyre
Your kiss is a galactic vortex
In which no other magical sorcery can hex
Your kiss is a world removed:
Darling - who cares even if myriads disapproved?
Your kisses are like krill in their minions inhale
And like the sperm whale, I discovered my holy grail
Your kisses transport me
Into a fairy tale regale top and tail.
Your kisses transport me
Like sunshine in the morning, I'm dissolving
I'm, found!
I'm, found!
I'm, found!
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