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This poem is about imagining the perfect kiss |
| I dream of kissing you. I hope one day soon that dream will come true. Will it be an awesome sensation? Or will I realize it was infatuation? A kiss upon my lips, received from you, would make my heart soar to the sky, beautiful and blue. A smile forms on my lips when you pass by, I like this feeling and I don't know why. I think I love you but I'm just not sure. I've never felt this way before. |