Kiss

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I remember the days when the height of intimacy was a kiss.

Each connection was the height of bliss.


To plant my lips on yours so soft.

It made my heart soar aloft.


I want to do it every hour we were awake.

Just kiss and kiss until it made my face ache.


I love you with never ending passion.

It is something that never goes out of fashion. 

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