lips

I don’t dress them to not be kissed
the pint of pink added is to be caressed
sometimes softly but fondly
sometimes like cannibals, profoundly

by
Kritika

curiosity

lamp held tight
path looked bright
armored beauty in sight
curiosity mighty might

by
Kritika

Rose turned her skin
when touched by his lips
that day she marked
‘Blissful Kiss’

Your whispered words
poured dance in me
the warmth of your breath
a delirious spree

The Caterpillar Life’s Store | Society6 : Find artwork on different objects in this shop by ‘Valorous Bird’.