Four passionate kisses . . .
The first kiss. .
Would be right on the top of your head,
As you fall into my arms in an airport arrivals hall
Full of the tenderness and love I feel for you
The second kiss . . .
Would be the most passionate full on the lips exploration of your mouth and soul
“First kiss” you ever had in your whole life,
One that would stay with you till the day you die
As you feel all of my love pour into your soul
The third kiss . . .
Would be on the inside of my own fingertips,
Which I would then take and place against your heart
To feel it beating against my kiss
The fourth kiss . . .
Would be against the inside of the hotel room door
My lips caressing yours with my body pressed against you
So you feel the kiss everywhere our bodies meet
Your heart and mine synchronize
Beating to the same rhythms
Sending our love coursing through our veins
As our souls mesh unfettered,
And our love is released
Unburdened by responsibility
Four passionate kisses . . . For the Romantics X X
Copyright © Kriss Lee | Year Posted 2016
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