Above the Curse
Above the Pain
Thy lips tackle with and satisfy my boundless desire,
As if thirsty lips had found her favorite cigarette.
Oh my love,
Your Touch
Your Expressions
It's enough to kill me,
It's like these beautiful cigarettes kiss my lips and eat up my liver,
But still I'm drawing a puff of smoke, and getting lost ,
In all those memories,
in all those possibilities where
You and I are in bed.
Oh dear
Kissing your back with my lips
I got it
A different one above right and wrong
The world is a different country,
a different map where love is still free.
©Author kunal
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