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Another Kiss It was a warm early spring day, the sun and clouds exchanging places I was working in my yard, sometimes acknowledging smiling faces that past by my white picket fence, in this cozy little town people in all kinds of garb, one wearing a bright white gown I was down on my padded knees, I was digging in the dirt then I saw you saunter up, wearing this flowered, flippy skirt I banged my head on the fence post, as I lost my concentration stumbling awkwardly to my feet, there was no hesitation no,we had not married yet, but our love was no illusion, everyone who knew us both, came to the same conclusion we smiled at each other, in our own very special way our eyes were speaking volumes, although no sound was made she finally said, I must leave, I'm on my way to school I tried to speak, intelligent words, but all I did was drool because I was anticipating, the feeling of her lips on mine, I could feel the tingling in my toes, up and down my spine her kisses were always special, filled with special bliss I just could not wait anymore, I'm needing Another kiss Gomer LePoet ...
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May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 4:12 PM UTC
Another Kiss
Another Kiss It was a warm early spring day, the sun and clouds exchanging places I was working in my yard, sometimes acknowledging smiling faces that past by my white picket fence, in this cozy little town people in all kinds of garb, one wearing a bright white gown I was down on my padded knees, I was digging in the dirt then I saw you saunter up, wearing this flowered, flippy skirt I banged my head on the fence post, as I lost my concentration stumbling awkwardly to my feet, there was no hesitation no,we had not married yet, but our love was no illusion, everyone who knew us both, came to the same conclusion we smiled at each other, in our own very special way our eyes were speaking volumes, although no sound was made she finally said, I must leave, I'm on my way to school I tried to speak, intelligent words, but all I did was drool because I was anticipating, the feeling of her lips on mine, I could feel the tingling in my toes, up and down my spine her kisses were always special, filled with special bliss I just could not wait anymore, I'm needing Another kiss Gomer LePoet ...
1 good kiss deserves another... and another.... and another...
david-nelson
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May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 4:12 PM UTC
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