The Kiss
Planted firm but soft,
sweet as honey dew,
ripe with nectar juice,
tender and supple,
tantalizing lips.
Babes ask for more,
when they are born,
on their birthday,
and their first date.
Elders want more
while passing
aged loved ones.
Nothing’s
better…
Kiss
Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2010
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