delctable silence

we've
already kissed
one hundred times
within the cloud covered folds of my mind
i've dreamt
that your lips
as seconds bind them to mine
became cotton candy
just as it melts
it pleases me
that the coolness of your cheeks
are cinnamon and milk
that eases the tongue
if
we've already kissed
in our minds
and found no reason to run
imagine
the delectable silence
after our first real kiss
is done?

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