First Kiss
Kiss me this one time,
open up the rose,
baste mine
Graze on my lips,
warm, arouse me
Gently move in dance,
waltzing to a trance
Move slow as an eclipse
passing; in silence
Press to stimulate on each pore,
falling into infinite amour.
By. Vanessa Ramos
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