life kiss desolate love

let-it-be (33)in #life • 7 years ago

declare myself defeated, without overcoming
is to see in my hand, handcuffed.
Kiss kisses of god. A breath.
You owe my life Sip Without hurting
You pull my roots, you raise my death,
A flower of lips and then pampering,
The breeze and the roses with your kisses.