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*Poem The Kiss ...

This Kiss

we stood in the doorway
her hands on my waist
the clock tickling loudly
almost in haste

she moved in closer
her eyes locked in mine
I long for her kiss
For just a moment in time

her lips meet mine
and I feel the sensation
no longer must I wait
to give into the sweet temptation

my knees go weak
my palms become sweaty
I go back to that place
I have been so many times already

the world disappears
all that's left is me and her
and as we pull away
I feel as though I could fly


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