"Kissfelt"
Your thumb turns the page of my lips and my chin, Uprooting the gasp of my eyelids in full bloom, A mouth of yours collects my jawline, and the shiver tells.
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I am a shortform and free-verse poet. I aim to capture moments, and the feeling in such moments, with images using words. I'm also, funnily enough, a photographer: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kingdavidphotography/
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