The Sweetest Kiss
To say the names of girls I kissed
would be a sad affair
and breaks many a promise
‘tis neither here nor there.
But where to kiss her lips and such
when love is your desire;
just take her hand and gently touch
the embers of her fire.
The passion kiss is a precious thing
when shared in love’s sight,
a stranger’s kiss can make you sing
on a cold lonely night.
But most off all, there is one kiss
the way a kiss should be
the sweetest kiss, and it is this
the kiss you gave to me.
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