Kiss

How I long for your kiss,
The soft touch of your lips.
Your soft caresses on my cheek,
the way your eyes look through me.
Your fingers in my hair,
the soft whispers in my ear.
Your hand on my knee;
you give me chills from
my head to my feet.
This is what I long for
when I'm not with you;
then I see your face again
and I can't wait to kiss you.

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