Kiss In the Library
KISS IN THE LIBRARY
Rough-hewn scent of maleness
Enticed her from her books
Most good girls draw danger
Like fish to shining hooks
Defenses were defenseless
Hawk eyes that climb her walls
Soft breath drew in and out again
Bombarded with love calls
Gone was concentration
Ending with a twist
Safety fled through rose tipped lips
That tongued a reckless kiss
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