Her lips cry

To be kissed.

Softly touched to mine.

Her lips demand

That I press mine

Against them

Forever and a day,

And through the night.

I long to kiss those lips

A thousand times over,

And once more again.

Her lips cry

For the attention

That I would give

Forever and a day.

06/25/2008

Posted on 06/25/2008
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