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Sonnet XVIII


O kiss me, kiss me, re-kiss me, and kiss!
Be reckless, impudent, hot-headed, bold!
O woo me! Pursue me! Kiss me like this:
And I’ll give back fifty as hot as red coals.

There, is it hurting? Come, let’s soothe the pain.
I’ll give you sixty others just like these.
And so we’ll kiss again and then again,
While we enjoy each other at our ease.

I know there’s fire within your unshaped clay,
And so, allow me, love, to share my happiness:
O let’s make burning passion rule today.

I’m fond of doing what I love to do,
Yet cannot feel supreme delight unless
I have my other wild encounters, too.

© 2000 Alice Park

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