Kiss my wet lips
Kiss my wet lips
A whisper soft, yet all ears hear.
Kiss my wet lips
Real love my mouth gently sips,
To wipe each trace of grief and tear.
To let love exist without fear.
Kiss my wet lips.
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Written as a Rondelet: A French poem form
For the contest: Rondelet
Contest Judged: May 8th, 2025 9:07:00 AM
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Poem Placement: First
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