“The Kiss” I opened the door and saw her, Brown eyes and pouty lips, None other would I prefer, I took her in my grips, Slowly her breath met mine, Flavor of apples, just a hint, On her lips I would dine, If only for a bit. Her lips were soft and full of taste! This kiss would surely tell, We would not be rushed in haste, And break this torrid spell, My tongue and hers did entwine, She was so appealing! A taste of wine, I did find, This kiss was so revealing! Our breathing became very fast, Our hearts began to race, Here we were, this kiss would last, Held in a strong embrace, Slowly, ever so slow, Did we end the kiss, Our faces were aglow, Blazed in passion’s bliss. SHANE D. MOORE 7/22/99 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Reason for writing:
My beautiful wife Julie
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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