KISS

KISS


One hand meets another and the smooth sensation of the touch sends a swim of chills up the body till the cheeks turn red from a heat ignited in the soul
Two sets of moistened lips prepare for the embrace of a poetic symphony of conjoined touch
Three seconds of thought to a thought of what was to happen next
Four lungs in a criminal trial in hopes of justice for the thief thy breath
Five fingers hold the waist with a grip of a new born to mothers breast
Four eyes taken to a new galaxy with unseen stars at a glance of one another
Three more seconds of a thought of what should happen next
Two foreheads rub to reassure the presents of one another
One person for another to hug hold embrace feel, in hopes to find rhythmic beats


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