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The Movement Of Your Kiss
Every time you kiss me, you set my soul on fire
Every time you kiss me, up goes my desire.
I never thought that it could be
That you would have this control on me.
Every time you kiss me, I feel you pulsating
Through my veins.
A feeling so strong that it can’t be contained.
Every time your lips gently touch mine
I know that you will be with me
Till the end of time.
Your lips are like a coat sheltering me
From the storm, or like a child about to be born.
The movement of your kisses going across my face
Is like the warmth, of a tender embrace.
Never did I think that a kiss could be so divine
poem
by
Louis Rams
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