Pucker

I can size you up by the way you kiss me
If you put passion into it then I know you'll miss me
When I'm away, but if you do it swiftly
Then I know we're not for real
If you hold back a little then I'll know the deal
That maybe I don't appeal
Or feel
Much to you but still
I swallow your spit like a pill
Making me ill
Yearning for more of you as I spill
Passionate efforts that drill
A hole in me that will never heal

(Photo comes courtesy of Weird World)