Come lie within my arms lovely lady
and kiss me on my lips
for I would feel your warmth
and taste of your sweet breath

Kiss upon kiss we would share
till kisses were not enough
then pleasures and laughter
would ring out through the night

When sleep did come to claim its due
and our energy was spent
together in repose we would lie
entwined like coils of rope

Then when the morrow broke
and each other were our first sight
we would smile and laugh and touch
and begin our kissing anew


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- posted by Roadkill Poet @ 4:35 PM