POETRY

Strawberry Kisses

Lay your lips on mine

As sweet as they are

I crave them like no other

I think about them day and night

Your strawberry kisses consume my mind

They consume my evenings when I'm by myself

They consume my mornings when I've just woken from dreaming of their tartness

Lay your lips on mine

If it is the last thing I do

I wish for your strawberry kisses