that last kiss

if there is one thing about you that i would have to miss,
it would be the way you kiss.
for your lips are as pillows on which mine would lay,
those lips that take my breath away.
lips which are as sweet as grapes,
that have a hold on me that i dare not to escape.
lips that cast a spell of love and passion like some kind of hocus pocus,
causing a form of inebriation, i lose focus.
lips that are rare like an aged wine,
intoxicating me making me numb from my legs to my spine.
oh how your lips fill me with such a desire,
as the taste takes me higher.
for lips like that to kiss cause me not to tire,
burning me down to my soul an uncontrollable fire................

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