I've kissed you 1000 times
In at least 100 different ways
A passion left with but one way to be displayed
Your full lips dancing across my bearded face
My fingertips flirting with the edges of your lace
Our world growing smaller with every single kiss
Our bodies pressing tighter in a quickening bliss
I've kissed you 1000 times
In at least 100 different ways
It is amazing all the different combinations
Our mouths can arrange
It is our personal dance as we flirt with romance
Kissing beneath the stars and on every deck
Kissing you ever so hard
And then softly on the back of your neck
I've kissed you 1000 times
In at least 100 different ways
You are passions storm, a most needed fray
With a lovers shoulder, where my head can lay
And an alluring neck betraying the sensual breasts
Of my cinnamon Aphrodite
A goddess only guarded by that teasing satin dress
I've kissed you 1000 times
In at least 100 different ways
I'll kiss you a 1000 more
When in each other's arms we shall lay
Our bodies following the example our kisses set
Will melt
And melt
And melt
Into something we will not forget
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A/N:
Ah, that's better.
-DarthPadre
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PoetryThis is a continuation of 'Exposed'. There is no theme per se, just poems i have written over the years. If you see something you like please vote, comment and share. If you think you see one of those one in a hundred poems, shoot me a note, i'm...
