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By Stephen Date: 2002 Jun 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.09.23.52.9256]] |
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On this night you're my kiss Tasting tales of other peoples' lips Pretenders we are Genuine love we wish But something special is there Upon these lips I kiss Your wind bound strands Sifting lightly between my hand Your bright blue dress With my other hand could I caress But what a shame it'll be To waste innocent times like these A warm flirty girl now appeased As you fit my particular need Upon this brimful midnight kiss Within all hopes for you I nest A fatal mistake you may But worthwhile you may be Something special is there Upon these lips of yours I kiss |