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The Kiss

We sit face to face eyes locked, Her lips trembling under soft moonlight, Placing my hand under her chin. Her head tilts slightly eyes close, With eyes shut hearts pounding, Our lips touch, shear bliss, So warm… so soft… so sweet, As we caress, souls ignite. It has begun, We are one… By: Greg Stanley

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/23/2011 1:33:00 PM
I like this very much,,Merry Christmas to you Greg;}
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Date: 12/19/2011 12:59:00 PM
Thank you so very much for your kind words on my poetry Greg. Love, Carol
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