My lips are missing your kisses.
The ones that came as a surprise last summer.
The ones that took our breath away along with our witts
The lip locked sweet sweet kisses we shared.
I couldnt recall ever having kissed you before.
Although I knew I must have at some point.
Holding on to as much of your memory as I could.
Details did not matter so I couldn't really ever recall.
Your taste the feel of you holding me your smell.
It wasn't just my lips you kissed it was my soul.
How could I forgotten having kissed them before.
Maybe I forgot on purpose no equal on this yet again.
But those few shared last summer
I will never forget.
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