what i want to hear

i yearn to hear her... hear her kisses. they, a sweet nectar flavored fit... they smug deceit upon rouge cheeks doused in midnight sun... absorbing lights, colors.... they silently slide hugs 'round waist, past noon moon just below curve of dawn.. sticky bitterness clinging desperately to yesterdays.... plead mine eyes to hear her kiss in small of back... back of neck... pout of smile.. lift of frown... brusque past lives to death... lips plead to feel soft kisses smear on subtleties... abrasively... harsh words mistaken for chapped adoration... mouthing i love you... her kisses i long to hear...