Dilantha Gunawardana


A Buttterfly Kiss


Your breathtaking visage
In her own springtime glow
Garnished with a pair of titanium frames
Covering your mystical portals
Adorned with peacock lashes
And turquoise globes

As I gaze at your visage
Over and over
Like a child gazes at a rainbow
With the magnetism of a first kiss
When lips stutter and stumble
To taste the virgin flavor of her monsoon lips
Sodden with moisture
Like raindrops on strawberries

As I slowly lift your chin
And gently orient my visage
To surrender to your sautéed lips
Seeping of her inbred desire

As my lips gently blend
In to your cosmos
My eye lids relinquish their claim
To your bespectacled perfection
To surrender like a servile
To your tender sapid lips

For your vermillion-draped lips
Incarcerate my world
As your inbred succulence
Inebriates me
Like a river of absinthe
Flowing through my lips

For your soggy lips my love
Is my daily dose of heaven
In our quaint journey of love
In our own esoteric world
That edulcorates my probing lips
With reservoirs of nectar

For your lips my love
Are the blooming tulips

For my mariposa lips.........

Submitted: Thursday, July 04, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
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