Kiss, Again Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

I kissed you and I did not miss a thing,
Hours flew, so what? Come close and bite my lips,
Let me caress you with my finger tips,
Watch me watch you bloom like sweet flow'rs of spring,
Surrender and bask in such pleasing sting,
Then when I firmly grab hold of your hips,
And drown in sweat and all the stuff that drips:
Don't dare and say that we are just a fling!
Light this and blow the smoke into my soul,
Drink this and tell me how does tipsy feel;
I dreaded how one kiss would make me fall,
This time I've had you never as before;
Why, drunk and high on love which pierced my steel:
I think I'll ne'er stop crawling back for more!