In your mouth

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To live in love
if I could inhabit 
that beautiful place
between loves teeth,
where perfect palates meet.

To sleep 
on soft sweet tongue 
to come by stealth 
and melt there 
in the sweet air 
of loves breathe
day after day. 

To be caressed 
by loves word softly spoken, 
to be woken at dawn
by your delicious yawn. 
and be loved by lips. 
To live and die 
where love resides 
and drown there 
in the never ending bliss 
of your kiss.

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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