Perfect Kiss
Of all our synchronicity,
a perfect pair implicitly,
the one thing that I dearly miss?
The perfect way we used to kiss.
Kissing you was like a dance,
full of wonder and romance.
Always sure to light a fire,
kindled flames of our desire.
Always, to you, I'd relent.
Such a gift is heaven sent.
My wish, if only one, then this,
let it be a perfect kiss.
A dance like Cinderella's ball,
caught in a moment, consuming of all.
Gliding so perfectly, right from the touch.
Fantasy moments of daydreams and such.
Age and time have changed our ways
but I'll always have yesterdays.
Days I still so deeply miss,
when you gave me that perfect kiss.
Copyright © Jeannie Cronin | Year Posted 2016
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