Andrew Crisci Poet Lyric

Each Kiss Had A Different Taste

This guy kissed a thousand lips,
each kiss had a different taste;
some were sweet, others less:
only one never went to waste!

Going back to the lovely evenings
of Memory Lane, many pretty girls
winked at me and wanted me desperately,
they whispered, " His name sounds sweet,
a boy so silly and totally nice. "
I waved back at them gently,
trying not to go completely insane!
Should I tell you about the deep jealousy
they had for each other so shamelessly,
they wore a new dress on each date
to impress their guy not too smart!

I laughed telling them that my intention
was to be a teddy bear to snuggle tight
at night, not to feel lonely when I left;
were they convinced of my deception?

Oh, my! I got to Heaven on the quickest wings,
did they suspect something or nothing?
I went on with my game stealing their kisses;
I picked Cindy, she had a special thing!

This guy kissed a thousand lips,
each kiss had a different taste;
some were sweet, others less:
only one never went to waste!

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