Poem -
Over a kiss...
Like those lotus blossoming,
during a morning cool spring;
Your blue eyes are half open;
a love lyric  now born from pen;
Your passion of lust on the face,
a dew drop melts at its surface.
Guilty over a kiss of deep pleasure;
I touch your spicy body in leisure.Â
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Williamsji!  Yes, the kiss is only the beginning…
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Valerie Eleby,
Yes, I find it as the beginning when my MOM gave me the first kiss when I was born out of her womb, and also at the end, when I shall leave this world, departing my beloved people. The last kiss. Kiss is life, Kiss is love, Regards Thanks for sharing, Regards & Love from WILLIAMSJI MAVELI