Planting Kisses

She's planting blow

Of kisses on my chest,

Decorating like the outside 

Of a love letter, 

Igniting dead feelings 

As she waves all over 

My body, resurrecting 

Everything decomposed. 

She's planting blow 

Of kisses on my chest,

Her lips mark her territory,

A terrible story she'll bring 

If anyone steps on her marks, 

With gentle hands she builds

This castle of an ark, sweet, 

Fine art paint dark pains 

On my chest of the 

Challenges she went through. 

Roughly she designed 

Kisses as a symbol for 

Our love.