Head spinning, skin stewing
Tongue numbing, heart stopping
Pout, pucker, wet smacker
Slight laughter, slow, faster!
Oh sweet lips, such pure bliss
Near hit-miss, my first kiss
I love writing short stories for my daughter, who, on the other hand, loves editing my work. I survive my full-time job by writing make-believe worlds and poetry on the commute to work and crafting on the weekends.
adult poetry, first kiss, first love, kiss, love poem, love poetry, sweet, sweet love
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