Kissing blind.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Was the appreciation
of being kissed,
an illusion of
being touched,
deeply in
a communication
between lips.

© 2017 andrew mitchell

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Added on April 10, 2017
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andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..