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The Kissing Sonnet
by Frances Jones
(06/11/08)
I want to kiss you everywhere, my love;
every place you can think of, I will press
my lips: The head of Dorset's Lulworth Cove
while sailboats bob in the sea's wet caress.
The grassy flank of Glastonbury Tor.
Across Glen Canyon's shoulders. The Qingzang
railway's steep spine leaves us breathless for more.
The foot of Mount Tamalpais, the tang
of sorrell. Within the belly of the tomb
at Newgrange, blowing life into the bones.
Every place we visit becomes a womb
where new kisses are born. A passion zone.
I will explore you from mountain to cove;
I want to kiss you everywhere, my love.
©2008 by Frances Jones
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Comments
Frances Jones is an erotica writer living and working in San
Francisco. Her work has been published in The Erotic Woman, Five
Minute Fantasies 2, In Moments of Madness, She is currently living in a state of denial regarding her obsession with trains and transit, even though they keep showing up in her work. For more information, see her Web site.
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