Love tastes like
a snowflake
gently landing
on soft lips.
Like the kiss
shared in the midst
of a thunderstorm.
Pineapple flavored tongues
exploring every crevice.
Love is the taste
of two souls
interweaving
for the first time.
Love Tastes Like
Published by Anesia
I was born in Guyana (South America), and moved to Brooklyn, New York just shy of becoming a teenager. Though Brooklyn was my home for more than half of my life, my heart remained in Guyana. Talk about being torn in two! I think I was bitten by the Wanderlust Bug at a young age. Too broke to travel, I read instead. And you know what they say about reading? (They say a lot of things so any quote you choose may work for this purpose). Due to an unhealthy obsession with books, I developed a passion for writing & telling stories. I like my writings most times. Currently, I call Italy home. Whilst here in Europe, I hope to explore and write as much as I can. Please feel free to stick around for the journey -- or if you have something better to do perhaps bookmark me and return later? Come for the photos, and stay for the words. R.K View all posts by Anesia
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