Rhapsody of a Simple Kiss
Simple a kiss,
Plagued in soft lips,
A lip genuinely pure,
On touch;
A lip genuinely in need,
Of a slow kiss;
A leisurely sweet kiss
Inducing and quivering my lips with a thousand sweet taste.
She smiles, genuinely smiles
When I kiss, when I whisper,
“I love you, genuinely love you”.
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