Poem -

A Stolen Kiss.

a kiss from you, would be lovely 
a kiss from you, would be magic
without your kisses somehow I feel lost in transit
I feel like you're my one
and that's why we tell no one
because the public often ruins things
cause with I just see wedding rings
we've been here for five years now
and i can't describe how much you mean to me
the sound of your voice is like sweet poetry
so baby may I steal a few kisses
and borrow you and go missing
so we can just spend the rest of the day kissing
I smell your fragrance and you smell like flowers
you make me so nervous I swear you have powers
you stuck with me through the worst
it's only fair I have you 
through the best.. 
because the best
is only the best
when it's just us two
so let me steal a few kisses
before we see the family
we know they all like me
that's why they call you my wifey
so I guess I don't have to be stealing kisses
cause after all you are my mrs.

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Deborah Evans

hello ??  This poem is so cute  I think it is lovely
if your happy doing what your doing keeping away from 
the prying eye s of the public carry on i say! your in love 
and thats all that matters This reads 
like lyrics for a song too
I enjoyed lots welcome to Cosmo  
best wishes Debs 

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Ian.

thank you debroah evens... I appreciate it.??

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