Jill Anderson · Jul 29, 2012
That Kiss

You shouldn't kiss me like that
Because you know what it does
To my poor little heart.
It makes it beat too fast
And flutter like a butterfly
Trying to spread its wings
And fly, fly, fly away with you.
That kiss makes me want
To never move again
To never leave this perfect bubble
We have here in this bed.

 
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