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Kissing her

Waking up beside her is a dream coming true
Can someone be perfect? or perfect for my soul?
As we date each other, seeing her is my goal
She smiles and my heart beats, wonderful steaming brew

Can we fulfill passion into streaming action
A kiss into great love, a hug into cuddles
Everlasting moments without any riddles
That my heart belongs there, in her palm's redaction

Can my brain flick open and receive attention
Of this delicious gift of loving flower hands
That surrounds my stiff hips without fears of big brands

There is no greeting card that can impress motion
My heart is loving her, yet how to express it
With all full commitment, borrowing out credit

Past love

◄ To be close

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