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Snow cone lips are cold to kiss. A strange contrast, Cold kissing lips, To usual warm ones. Snow cone lips are numb, And offer a rainbow smile. Red and blue and green, Like the swirled dome atop the cone. Snow cone lips are fun to kiss. They tickle your cheek like a cold whisper. Or they melt in your mouth, With growing warmth. But then another lick, And snow cone lips Once more
I know it hasn't been long since I last saw you my dear, But to me it feels as long as five hundred year. I miss you to the point I am loosing all sanity, There has to be an end to all this calamity. I think of you every second and every breath, For you I would stare even into the face of death. To kiss your lips is to taste the sweetness of love, And it brings forth feelings from the heavens above. To look into your eyes is to gaze into the sky, So beautiful with the stars and the heavens inside. To see your smile is to see the divine, This poem is for you, sweet love of mine.
SWEET like SUGAR
