Kiss me...
Kiss me on my lips.
A kiss to torture me
A kiss to thrill me
and excite my whole existence.
A kiss that fills my heart
With an infinite joy
And with each heart beat
It will repeat
Every bit of hidden pleasure
Pleasure you keep
Waiting...
Waiting for that kiss
A kiss to confess
I adore you
My beloved.
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Carmina A Book of Poems
ŞiirCarmina (Hebrew) means garden or orchard. In Latin it means song or poem. This is a collection of Poems of love, life and nature.
