Kissing you,
Felt I
As if I kissed a flower.
The petals so soft and tender,
So dreamy and imaginative
And so fanciful,
Lovely and attractive.
It was my impression of you
Which brought me close you
And kissed I.
After kissed I, tears welled up in
Into the lustrous eyes
And you held the hand,
Asking to be truthful to love.
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