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May 2017
Knowing that it was at my home,
And right in front of where I sleep,
Now I hold her tight in my arms,
Under her chin I put my fingers,
Pull her blushing face upwards,
Reading her thoughts in her eyes,
I now peck her lips so delicately,
Yes I am going to remember this,
And I will not kiss anyone else.

Kissing for me was just pecking,
I'm thinking not of a French Kiss,
Suddenly I felt her mouth open,
Slithered out her tongue then,
Enjoying she is this moment,
Dry lips of mine felt her saliva.

My inexperienced self fumbled,
Enjoying she was but I pause.

Fix my eyes open on her shut ones,
I can't explain the feeling properly,
Remember the moment I'll forever,
Suddenly her eyes open on pause,
Till ages I'll 'member the look on her face.
Acrostic
My HP Poem #1549
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  34/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(34/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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