oh, just kiss me again
allow to me that soft abode
through which you express
hopes, dreams and fears
through which you have laughed
making my spine shake
insides shouting with joy
how I watch your lips
perfect, subtle, supple twins
would that they dance with me
kiss me, share my life
let our lips make friends in bed
mine could lay with yours forever
kiss me, you bitch
I think I am in love
Never, oh! never, nothing will die... (Alfred Tennyson)
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This is such a intimate, romantic ode. Bravo!