Assorted Poems, Some poems

Gimme a kiss, a smooch,
a snog, a smacker.

Light up my lips
with a lusty firecracker.

Please don’t ignore this;
let us conjoin our labia oris.

Because I’m a sucker
for the way
that you pucker.

I hope
that our lips
get stucker and stucker.

So let’s osculate now,
I can’t help myself.

Oh, sorry, I thought
you were somebody else.