Awash With A Million Kisses Poem by Dan Brown

I’m awash with a million kisses,
as we tumble into bed.
The most special of them all, though,
is the one you plant on my forehead.

That seed of sexual tension
will grow into a mature oak.
We both knew what we wanted
before either of us spoke.

I float upon your ocean
of undying adoration.
Three words of ‘I Love You’,
all I need as confirmation.

I ride the swelling waves
of your intense infatuation.
The feeling of being with you,
sheer, unbridled elation.

As we lie together, I realise
you’ve made true all my wishes.
I can’t believe you’re here, and mine,
I’m awash with a million kisses.