Daily I Miss Your Kiss
Daily I Miss Your Kiss
Lips do secrete bliss,
Caress like salt sea mist,
Portent of Day's amiss!
If our occasion of tryst,
Has no finale of lips,
"Here's looking at you, labile kids"
Tender your discreet tender kiss!
Copyright © Chaim Wilson | Year Posted 2021
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