Her Kiss
Her Kiss
Her kiss, a whisper, soft and light,
A gentle spark that fills the night,
Her lips meet mine in tender sway,
And all the world just melts away.
Our tongues entwine, warm and slow,
In depths that only we both know,
Fingers trace as pulses meet,
A hidden rhythm, soft and sweet.
Her kiss, like honey, rich and deep,
A sweetness only we both keep,
Each gentle caress, a sacred place,
Where love blooms, full of grace.
In her embrace, my heart feels free,
To taste her warmth, to simply be,
Her kiss—a truth, pure and clear,
The world fades, and she is near.
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