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Her Kiss...


her kiss as soft as a whisper
caressing my lips ever so gently
stirring a yearning I didn't know could exist
for another soul my lips burn
deep inside, I shiver whenever I'm with her
a feeling comes over me
has to be divinely inspired
something so sacred flows from a higher power
when she kisses me I feel god's love
from his lips to her lips my heart's been touched...

 

 

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