He lured her into the eye
Of a passionate storm
Raging with his wet kisses
Forcing her to use
Her lips as oars
And row her untested mouth
Across a great sea of passion
Roaring from his heart
With romantic winds
Gusting up to 100 heartbeats per kiss
Fiercely she rowed
With her unsinkable lips
Through wave after wave
Of his raging wet kisses
Until she reached
The quiet shores of paradise
Nestled between the semicircles
Of his heart
Where he had
A tenderized feast
Of endless love prepared
To serve her romantic-beated lips
And passion-soaked mouth