Your Kiss – A Poem

8 Mar

You lean

I smile

You tease

I giggle

You touch

I sigh

You hold

I melt

You ask

I give

You offer

I need

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Love, it’s a glorious thing.

Not merely lust.

Not just infatuation.

I crave him.

All of him.

His thoughts.

His smile.

His sense of humor.

And of course his touch.

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