Last Kiss
Stay and sit with me for a while, lend me your ears and a few tender kisses. Kiss me once upon my forehead feel the heat and self-imprisonment of condemned years? Feel the freedom as the breeze touched away my tears? Kiss my cheek, each one harder than the last! You've kissed me 3 times now, surely won't be the last! Nomadic, a drifter of such, a vagabond by some but my shoulders are braced and my chin held high. Now, kiss me on the lips feel the excitement as we both get high. Don't ever leave me! ... this such sad safe place ... Kiss me just one last time, ... Oh, how I crave your taste ...
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