Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Favorite Disease--Cytomegalovirus

Our chaste first kiss
A sweet moment where we first connect.
But after all the sparks and the shivers are gone,
You've left me with something else.
The joining of our lips gives me your disease.
I can't feel it yet, but the germs are swarming.
But wait, my love
There is still hope, there is a cure.
It lies in the vessel which infected me.
Kiss me more
Kiss me longer
Kiss me harder.
The more we are together, the safer I am
So save me, my love,
Save me with the greatest cure.

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