Thursday, April 19, 2007

Kissing Tale

In the middle of the night
Dunno was it wrong or right
thought a lot to find
tried a lot and scratched my mind

For with her lips on mine
shiver was there in my spine
she was very gentle and kind
with her hair she put a blind

With the kiss that was on
all my senses were lost and gone
the world came still on hold
as the kiss grew bold and bold

Lips parted with a twist of toungue
curatin on window no more hung
with the wind of passion that was blowing
it let the moon light make her face glowing

I loved that kiss to my heart
her aim was right on the dart
when we departed from that embrace
for me life had a all new face

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