Kiss Me More My Love
Of all the gifts you have bestowed on me, my love,
it is your kisses that I value the most.
Passion enraged
Affection enhanced
A kiss can spell love's worth.
Propelled I am into a world of mirth
Each time your soft lips brush my nape.
Surreal it is,
Crushed is my coyness
Each time you linger long on my lips.
A sparkle of magic
Exudes from my heart
Each time you fondly peck on my cheek.
But of all ur kisses I have felt, my love
The most I cherish is your kiss of guilt.
That little dewy kiss you press against my forehead
Each time I am bitterly in bed
Soon after we've had a tiff.
Unbeknownst that I am feigning my sleep, but in fact,
Waiting to cherish that momentary bliss ....
21st December 2019
Copyright © Samihah Sakkaf | Year Posted 2019
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