A kiss, so soft and sweet,
A moment so complete.
Lips meeting, hearts a-beating,
A bond, forever sealed and fleeting.
It brings a rush of bliss,
A feeling hard to miss.
With each tender brush of the lips,
Love’s fire, it unyieldingly grips.
It speaks without a sound,
Of love that knows no bound.
In its embrace, peace is found,
And worries, they all come unwound.
So let’s take this moment to confess,
Our love, with a kiss, no less.
For in its pure and simple grace,
We find solace and a warm embrace.
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