The First Kiss Of The Day
We wake in each others arms
As we've been doing since you moved in
Your blue eyes open, close, open again
Then you kiss me, the first kiss of the day
Some mornings, I wake first
And I just lay there, looking at you
Even sound asleep, you're beautiful
And I think, I'm one lucky guy
Then I decide to kiss you awake
Starting ever so gently on your forehead
Kissing downward, your closed eyes, your cheeks
And finally, I reach your luscious lips
Applying a little more pressure, I kiss you
Once, twice, three times and more
Awake, you start kissing me back
And with your kiss, the day begins
poem by Harry J. Couchon Jr
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