Fifty Kisses
What is happening to me?
Your eyes and lips and wit,
have awakened a hunger,
as old as time within me.
Your lips touching mine,
gave me I can't say what pleasure,
it is almost a pain of happiness,
to feel your oneness next to me,
with the knowledge that it is well,
we found each other,
and may be close in the best ways,
a man and woman can be.
Fantasies of being intimate,
bestowing fifty kisses,
over your receptive body,
already present in my day dreams,
even though the best days between us,
are only just beginning.
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