I think I remember how it goes:
lips meet lips, right? and
brush against each other dryly, unless
one wears lipstick (or
lipgloss--I get confused),
like icebergs growling until
one or other intrudes a tongue when
(as I recall) there is a
sudden liquefaction of the body
from hair-root to toe-nail.
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