Kissogram

Locked by the clouds,

This afternoon looked like evening,

Winter fog was not interested to leave anytime soon,

Just like how you felt after kissing me,

The rain in winter looked absurd,

Like the hardness of your lips,

When I proposed to advance it to third base,

You were sweating like an oiled head in summer,

Wow,

It took hour-long foreplay,

To remember you are not actual,

You are just here to deliver the kissogram,

You went to other with more kisses,

While I was drenched in rain,

Blankets were mourning,

And I vanished into the fog.