The Perfect Kiss
the perfect kiss,
that moment your lips touch my pallet,
that magical attraction that makes the connection'
leaves me in a bliss,
my fingers running through her hair,
what a wonderful orgy of emotions in the air,
such deepened devotion,
the perfect kiss,
but it's all a lie,
a wonderful lie,
she looks me straight in the eye,
and tells me the same lie,
over and over again,
deceit,
concealed in a kiss,
plots my demise,
the perfect kiss,
that's just full of shit.
poem by Lucas Miganda
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