A Kiss - Poem
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A Kiss
My lips to yours' wakes my soul,
My lips to yours’ tell a secret that only my heart knows.
Such grace as our eyes close
And share a breath...
Words lose meaning and mean even less.
Lost in rapture of a perfect dance,
when two lovers leap and take a chance.
A first kiss not outdone by the second-
a third kiss and surely the fourth one beckons!
No day shall ever find
a reason why,
no star could ever shine so divine...
A million poets could try-
but would fall every time,
When into rhyme they try to harness the
Passion of your lips pressed
against mine.
-© Robert Hutchinson
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Nice read
Hi, great poem! and nice to meet you, hope you love it here like we all do! lol cheers nell





Judy 11 months ago
This is Wonderful! Amazing words and beautiful poem!