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Kiss of Life

You know I never knew of anything so bliss nor rife
That first kiss brought in me, a new lease of life
What I felt was a shiver, was a feeling of rejoice
You could hear the quiver that was in my voice

Its like when every limb, your entire body goes weak
That feeling within, that’s unlike a peck on the cheek
At first it was freighting!, not knowing what to expect
But too it was exciting! when to sets of lips connect

A guy who meets this girl and gets lost in thy embrace
A sigh, a murmur, her mouth soft and sweet the taste
Mesmerizing, no one before has ever felt quit the same
Satisfying maybe she was familiar with the kissing game

Our heads moving right to left, stroking each others hair
A loss of breath, but I don't ever want to come up for air
And it's something I still miss, you know when she left me
Has to be better than the kiss of death, just like poison ivy





I KIND OF LEFT THIS TILL THE LAST MINITE SO PROBABLY
NOT A GREAT DEAL OF THOUGHT OR THOUGH I DID TRY
TO DELVE DEEP IN TO THIS TO CAPTURE THAT ELEMENT

THIS FOR THE POET DESTROYERS CONTEST THE KISSING GAME
WRITTEN AUGUST 2012...................
p.s use'd your title at end as could not find words to finish 
but thought also it would be a nice homage to your self
x david scott  this is actually based on a true event 
back in february i1998 which Ive probably mentiond
about her in other poems ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


note just updated a bit not relly changed ........

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Date: 3/20/2014 9:07:00 PM
David, the kiss is deep.... So much to embrace, a sad way to end a relationship... xox ~Linda
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Date: 3/6/2014 12:18:00 PM
Just like poison Ivy is the loss of someone We love ..even if rejected.We all experience such moments..as bezutiful ones too.A beautiful poem with the two sides of the coin flipping through feelings.Cheers!
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