Resonating Within Your Lips
Resonating within your lips,
Plain it was to see, a longing to kiss.
Physically sweet, it would be to taste,
I wonder, without haste would our lips waste,
No time to waltz in a kiss under the night.
As is nectar to the bee,
We are the moth to each other’s flames.
Never being able to resist ones electrifying,
Touch.
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