RoseAnn V. Shawiak Kiss Poems

Rhythms of a colorful life being sung so affectionately
in throes of our lives.

Wondering how we ever got together, because we were so
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Listening to a last waltz as this mind lingers upon the past,
remembering the very first kiss when nineteen, it was so un-
expected, never did this poet ever think anyone would kiss
these lips with theirs.
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Dancing late into the night, feeling the exhilaration of
every sensation within my being, touching and carrying me
into depths of rhythms.
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Wanting to experience an ever-lasting kiss before
dying.

One that will touch my lips gently, delving into
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