This is a love poem.


You Do not Believe

I kiss perfect breasts
in your breasts.
And eyes in your eyes.
I kiss your knees,
and you are ashamed and
think you are not
beautiful enough.
I kiss you all in you, and
you do not know and believe.
I dance touching your cheek
on your face and am a part of you
in you, and me,
and you, and me...



Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-11-06 at 12:23

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