Everywhere and Every Place

I’ve kissed you in the northern states; I’ve kissed you way down south; I’ve kissed you with my moist, warm lips and with an opened mouth. I’ve kissed you on the ear lobe; I’ve kissed your little toe; I’ve kissed you places in-between where others cannot go. I’ve kissed you where your skin is tan; I’ve kissed you where it is not; But never while I’m kissing you have you ever said to stop. I’ve kissed you in the nighttime; I’ve kissed you in the light of day; I’ve kissed you where I’ve had to move clothes out of my way. I’ve kissed you in the summer; I’ve kissed you in the snow; I’ve kissed you on the mountain top and in the valley down below. Every time I kiss you it feels just like the first; Like an oasis in the dessert, kissing quenches my thirst. I’ve kissed you on a holiday and every day of the week; I’ve kissed you in your birthday suit on all four of your cheeks.