Kiss.

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That one kiss that fills me with bliss. That one kiss that I wish for when ever you call my name "Chris." How I crave that kiss, but I'm afraid I'll miss, that I'll never again get that kiss. Then I think to myself "tisk tisk tisk" we both want to kiss but we both know all about the risk for if we were to kiss. It may all break away like a mere facade, that's the true risk because that one kiss, will blow us all away. It's a big risk for such a small little bliss of happiness but thats what I'll risk to be with you. Forever and always.

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