Its In Her Kiss 74
He released the comb, let her golden hair fall.
Her blue eyes sparkled, they really did enthral.
The sweetness of her kiss was still on his lips.
He played with a curl at the curve of her hips.
They were just two ships passing in the night.
For both, it felt so right, as love began to ignite.
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