In your mouth

by Dave

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To live in love
if I could inhabit
that beautiful place
between loves teeth,
where perfect palates meet.

To sleep
on soft sweet tongue
to come by stealth
and melt there
in the sweet air
of loves breathe
day after day.

To be caressed
by loves word softly spoken,
to be woken at dawn
by your delicious yawn.
and be loved by lips.
To live and die
where love resides
and drown there
in the never ending bliss
of your kiss.

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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