Love Kiss Poems - Poems about Love Kiss

My Lover My Friend LYRIC I wrote you a love song Lying in a garden grove Where birds flew free And flowers bloomed I watched the sky As cloud rolled by And waited patiently For you to arrive I sang a melody So pure and true And wrote a choirs With words of truth And when you arrived I kissed your lips And gave you a promise Of love...

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Kiss my wet lips A whisper soft, yet all ears hear. Kiss my wet lips Real love my mouth gently sips, To wipe each trace of grief and tear. To let love exist without fear. Kiss my wet lips. . Written as a Rondelet: A French poem form...

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A whispered vow, beneath the moon's soft gleam, A heart entwined, a lover's hopeful dream. But dawn unveiled a truth, a bitter sting, The treasured one, her faithless offering. A stolen glance, a touch I couldn't place, A hollow smile, where love had left no trace. The shattered trust, a mirror cracked and cold, Kissed a miss, a story to be told. Now...

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With every tap across the lake, Ripples are shot across. The waters cheerily wake, They wait another toss, - Then another toss is made. It is seen bouncing further by. Waves of merriment parade, And consume the beholder’s eye. The lake dances in the moonlight, A sight where felicity bestows. There isn’t a happier sight - Than when we are skipping stones....

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All these dark and secret places only I have known and explored. The hidden other-world of lips and teeth and tongue. Mine alone for these many years. The tastes, both bitter and sweet. The feel of my mouth, the sensitive swollen softness of my bottom lip between a gentle bite. I scrape it along my...

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I had a crush that I adored. She was my friend's sister. One night on the porch swing, I was lucky enough to kiss her. I would flirt and tease, Trying to let her know, But if she had any interest, I never got it to show. Occasionally, we'd flirt, But that's all we'd do. I couldn't find my opening; I had tried all I knew. Eventually,...

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Looking back at this old town I hear the sound of raindrops I feel the cool breeze As I look through a picture book of you and me Young hearts wild and free All the years so many times Laughing at the little things Always and forever You and me You set me free You set me free You...

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Timeless Union At sunrise, gazing out the window, the sky bathed in its reddish-orange hues, as the sun and the full moon shared the sky. My bare arms cradled your bosoms, like the sky embracing both the moon and the sun. When my tender lips gently pressed behind your ear, the warmest of my breaths awakened shivers in you. Gracefully, we swam with gentle motion, rolling and breaching, like humpback whales on an arduous migration, yearning for...

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If the world was ending, I'd wanna be next to you; witnessing the last sunset, in the mirror of your pearl-shaped eyes I'd kiss the oysters that cradle them, one last time before it's too late. I'd trace your bittersweet tears with a trail of kisses, tasting the salty ocean that burns up your wounds and fears. untangling your brunette mesh, as they tighten their...

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• When their lips connected • It felt like pure bliss • Now they both lie in their beds • Thinking about their first kiss ...

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My Heart is a Blank Space A fertile ground where wilted roses gain life and bloom—an evergreen it becomes (the anchor of passion) A beacon of romanticism An emblem of eternal love ___of joy and happiness I am a merchant ravaging the mother earth in search of a lost soul Where dwells thee oh! dear Be thy fragrance taste ___thy heavenly touch Or thee of the blessed whose...

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My Heart is a Blank Space A fertile ground where wilted roses gain life and bloom—an evergreen it becomes (the anchor of passion) A beacon of romanticism An emblem of eternal love ___of joy and happiness I am a merchant ravaging the mother earth in search of a lost soul Where dwells thee oh! dear Be thy fragrance taste ___thy heavenly touch Or thee of the blessed whose...

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We never felt as wholesome and also so unholy As that rare once in a lifetime chance he had tried to console me While he was deeply kissing my soft, small hand oh so tenderly....

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It never felt right whenever I made out with my second love, But when I kiss my first love, it is tender; feels like forever. His lips are simply luscious, smoother, thinner, and better....

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He was never the one to give me my very first kiss. But his kiss was the first to fill me with such immense bliss. Nowadays when we kiss, all I think is "nothing compares to this."...

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