Kiss
I’ve never felt it
I’ve seen it
Gotten so close to it
In the end I am cold
I fear I won’t find it
Do I have to go looking?
Something as precious as this shouldn’t be thrown around
I want it to be special and warm
I want to feel the warmth of the other person
I want to feel more than I’ve ever felt
A quick brush or a long encounter
I’m waiting for you
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