This is when two soul exchanges vessels,
Just long enough to feel each other's Fears,
feelings and fascinations,
Only three mediums,
Lips,
Tongues
and saliva,
Losing your self in the other person,
Moment clear,
Purpose defined Like the lines
That refines her curves
Just enough for one to hold,
Fold love into the sheets,
Soul-sucking,
Miracle fucking,
Child playing with heartstrings,
Human being submissive to the others,
Passive aggression,
Hiding secrets under covers,
Exchanging lies From your mouth to mine,
Pure action is now tainted We SOUL KISS no more mon amour.
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V. Visages Vides (Blank Faces)
Poetrybroken promises false motives if his whole life lies who sees? his pains the small amount of him that remains it sad that naked eyes can't see illusions. -V
