Can't Forget A Stolen Kiss Poem by me poet yeps poet

Kisses are never forgotten
when they are First stolen

But kisses lead to paradise
memories of days gone by
How I wish I had been the plum tree
witnessing one's kisses

and

then dying for one from my loved one

Ah the kiss I now remember
I too had once stolen
Sad there was no return
as the kiss blew away
along with the wind
A plum fell on my head
and so said
O poet- poet wake up son
the kisser has gone