An apple for a kiss,

lips of red delight,

torture me again,

feeling my breath.

Delicious taste,

your lips of pain,

knowing now,

wanting more.

Red of lust,

hint of you,

made for me,

kiss of death.

Break my way,

together inside,

twisted fate,

poison my need.

Luscious lips I crave,

pull me into you,

face the night with me,

red kiss of life.

Love my tongue,

feel my dream,

deep kiss of pleasure,

found in your smile.

Lips of heaven,

hell apart I know,

holding light to you,

darkness leaving.

Apple red lips,

kiss of passion,

making more than love,

found in your beautiful kiss.









Johnny Newell