Category : Poems

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I can't understand where
 Her cold breath comes from. 

Like the sea breeze, touching my neck, 
Making these summer mornings look like 
White winter with frozen petals,
Red drops of mulled wine
 And bitter dark chocolate melting in hand.

  She tells me a few words 
That I pretend to understand, 
But she already knows that my thoughts
 Were running out of my body
Inside her spicy kiss with salty lips and thunders.