Kiss. <br />we taste <br />each <br />other <br />and savor <br />flavors <br />of <br />lips, tongues. <br />Then when you <br />can't be with me, <br />that taste is <br />your name <br />in <br />my mouth: <br />speaking it, <br />I will <br />kiss <br />you once <br />more.<br /><br />Lillian Susan Thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-waltz-wave-memory-of-a-kiss/
