The Sound Of Morning Kiss Poem by Beyza Dut

Morning peace
The off-white coverlet brings you the dullness
As in the casualness
Among the wrinkles
on
your fluffy coverlet
Dropped!
- it's the brightness of the sunshine

full of squints-looks,
full of morning smell,
giving some yellow music into my ears
as you're making the sound of your kiss


It's tasty, it's cherry, it's belly
Ringing up on your lips
Cheering up to morning


No more alarm clock
When your lips are locked,
onto mine.

And before shrinking
happy them jingling
Mutely.

to be beside
to be behind
to lay around, to wake you up

Open up