Kissing My Love Poem by me poet yeps poet

That kisses in the naked snow
will kill many
hope you know
mostly men vie
and
gals sigh
who will kiss this way and why

I shall place my self on the altar of love,
if someone can come and kiss me
the way you two do above.

I love kisses what can I now do
I am sans breath and love too
as my kisses are now like probing poison
a misadventure
now no one kisses me here or there
but I love all those who still kiss
the way we did dear miss...

I can feel your kiss
as my spine shivers
I quiver
Alas at some point of age
we have to deliver
the realities of love
that life does deliver...
kissers we were