Kisses Blown Are Kisses Wasted
Kisses blown are kisses wasted,
Kisses are meant to be tasted,
Their sweetness to be savored,
Each one is differently flavored.
A kisses divinity begins at the lip
Getting drunk before even one sip,
Of the dew like dripping nectar,
That turns a heart into a star.
Kiss me my sweet, kiss me now,
Kiss my lips, mouth and soul- how
I would love to kiss you endlessly,
As fishes do with water unceasingly.
Copyright © Isunge Mwangase | Year Posted 2014
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