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THE SWEETEST KISS

Yours was the sweetest kiss –
I knew no others half as sweet
and can’t describe the why,
can give no reason,  but
yours was the sweetest kiss
under the sky,
in any season.

We were not lovers,
you and I, there
was no treason,
we simply met under
a deep, dark ocean sky,
and set our lips to kissing –
lips parting,
lips pressing -
it was the gentle time,
the place for giving,
a taste of fragrance,
ah, such fragrance,
taste of bliss -  and
yours was the sweetest kiss.

 

 

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