Their Brine

The infused seam
of the trembling lips
rapidly pulsating desires’ agog
to indulge in some tender kiss

Eyes met
with passion and vigor
raring to devour
each other’s soul

The spittle spread in abundance
and it smelled like
the Mediterranean sea’s summer brine
coming from some careless stroll

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