A Kiss What’s in a kiss when you know that it’s not what it seems, what does it mean Fragments of a dream Vivid, shimmering and not quite real, Lips meeting, fleetingly, just long enough to capture the feel but not not so long to seal the bond or close the deal. What’s in a kiss, What did we miss here and there, where did that magic disappear Bobbing and weaving its way down the fickle stream of time and space, what can erase that contented glow from your face, So fair and fine Just a trace of doubt showing on your lips, with mine full of lipstick and bliss.Birth sign: Capricorn
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