Tasting Bliss
Closer now, your breath in my hair,
Leaning in for our first kiss.
Touch of lips, too exquisite to bear.
Now, at last, tasting bliss.
My breathing and heartbeat, both amiss.
28/12/2012
for Andrea's contest
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2012
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