Poems for Summer: Part 1

I could talk of you
but my lips are sealed –
sore with your kisses.

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Hold me in your arms,
let your fragrance linger
and watch me die from
the wounds of your rejection.

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Kiss me on my naked body,
leave those bite marks
on which the flowers will bloom
when spring arrives.

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You’ll remember me
after you see your name
on my gravestone, saying:
Your lover, for time and eternity.

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My mind sings
in your remembrance –
the verses are your moans.