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A Lover's Last Kiss


His soft, warm lips..... With his hands on my hips. Holding hands & making plans. A fantasy of a desire unsatisfied. Words untold with thoughts that lied. A secure embrace... A man with an unseen face. A touch you can't erase. Mysterious insecurity... Shameless fear & uncertainty. Our eyes meet. Our intentions are not discreet. We suck ice cubes in the summer heat. Breakfast toast on rye & not wheat. I fantasize he'll propose at my feet. To live in a home never messy & always neat. I write with my pen & take a seat. Misunderstandings in the candlelight. A conversation without a fight. Honest & truth in your love at night. He kissed my lips in the moonlight. Reality is not what it seems the day is bright. I awaken from my dream in the morning light. © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
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