Was that your first kiss?
Last night I practiced dream kisses
Did you enjoy it?
Your cheeks seem a little blushed
Was it what you expected?
Yes, my only kiss
Did you have to practice long?
Did I have this smile?
I too practiced in my dreams
And your cheeks turned rosy red.
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Cheek turns rosy road while dreams kiss with due love and affection. Having a practice of dream kiss amazes mind. This rosy red kiss becomes golden while in dream wisdom of God kisses more. Brilliant composition is shared here is interesting.10