Kissing To Be Clever...

.....colour by numbers, o my guilty pleasure; when I think of you in youthful reflection.  
 
 
Your kisses  
so clever  
like a dandelion flower  
opening on an early spring morning  
 
every *eye* is not privileged to your brilliance  
 
cutting the crust of your edge  
coaxing from you that beautiful smile  
hearing a quaint, sweet southern voice  
tinged with a softness, speaking kindness  
 
“.....do you deal in black money love?”  
 
Lips spread gently across my mouth  
careless whispers spoken between us  
warming up to the sun  
kisses more than clever?  

yes my love....  
 
they melt across my soul  
like butter on warm griddle cakes  
honey drips from your lips  
like manna falls from the heavens........  
 
…...fortunate that  
everyone doesn't see  
the brilliance and love  
that you have given freely  
I've heard the soft submission  
of your kisses, more than clever.....  
 
…....more than life to me  
 
“I keep on loving you  
It's the only thing I can do  
when the angels sing,  
there are greater things.....and I give them all to you”  
 
kisses more than clever....  
 
 
.....to yaya