Persimmon kisses
Awake tactile sensation
Skin flows against skin
Your lips undo me
I am a melting glacier
Swept up in your tide
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Persimmon kisses
Awake tactile sensation
Skin flows against skin
Your lips undo me
I am a melting glacier
Swept up in your tide
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
I love this poem
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Thanks!
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So beautiful🤗🤗
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Thank you dear Jenn- always lovely when you stop by
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What the title means
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Was that a question or a statement?
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Question….
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I wrote this a few months ago and I honestly don’t remember the inspiration. I think I just liked the idea of kisses that tasted like persimmons
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Oh…Got it…
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Beautiful!
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How lovely the poem is! ❤
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Thank you!
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