Kiss Me

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Kiss Me

Kiss me
with those soft lips
dripping with honey
desire awaits me
I bite my lower lip
in anticipation
closer and closer
nose to nose
you hold my face
in your hands
with my eyes wide open
yours gently closed
I see perfection
an angel glow
kiss me my darling
before I faint
sweetly our lips meet
a fire builds
one only you can quench
you moan ever so quietly
it fuels the fire
suddenly we remember our
surroundings
standing  there on the boardwalk
regaining our composure
we laugh at the
envy of those passing by

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

Mainer’s Poems (20)

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home with my girl 0
Linger 1
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Wintergreen 0
Thinking of you 0
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Alone at last 0
Lemon Jelly 0
Falling 0
Kiss Me 0
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