Soft and silky on my lips.
So warm and smooth my heart does flips.
Only one thing can bring such bliss:
The sensual touch of my lady's kiss.
Her eyes are pure and deep and bright.
Her arms a cocoon that holds me tight.
Between the two, nothing's amiss.
But they can't compare to her hungry kiss.
I have seen Paris by day -
Walked the Champses Elysee
I travel there when I reminisce.
But I fast return to my lady's kiss.
Originally written on 2/17/2007
About Me
- Thomas Harper
- Rochester, Minnesota, United States
- At the age of eight, I wrote my first play, a blatant rip-off of "The Three Billygoats Gruff", and performed it in front of my third grade class. Thirty-two years, twelve jobs, five girlfriends, two wives, and one crazy ride later, I realized where my talent lies - writing. Thanks for stopping by!
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