The Kiss I Planted
If I plant a kiss on her
Will it truly grow
I really want to see for sure
So that we all can know
A kiss for love
Is surely pure
From up above
We know for sure
A kiss for lust
Is surely greed
No need for lust
But love I need
Pecked on the cheek
A show of love
I could not speak
Fit like glove
Love, lust and kisses
All are displayed
She is my missus
We have it made
The kiss I planted
Grew like a weed
All I was granted
Was what I need
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