Kissing Lips
Yours are the lips that I long to be kissing
Those that my own are so desperately missing
Soft to the touch, deeply moist as they mingle
Pressed tight to mine, mesmerizing the tingle
Warm like a day filled with springtime sensation
Always my dreamed for prolonged destination
Kiss me my love as our two hearts are beating
Then when you’re done, know it’s time for repeating
12/20/19
For The Kissing Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobby May
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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