Saturday, 29 December 2018

Smoky Kiss - A Poem.


Ghosts of the past,
sigh in smoky bliss;

Hot moments cease to last,
as crimson flames fizzle & hiss;

Misty illusions are cast,
locked in a sinful kiss...

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