The Kiss
As I stared into his eyes,
he held me even closer.
And as my hand slid on his skin,
our lips became even warmer.
The grownd that was beneath us,
became our cuddle nest.
With every little touch,
my heart pounded in my chest.
The wind that blew around us,
and whistled through the leaves,
became our sweet love song
that most couples love and sing.
As his hand lay on my stomach,
my hands caressed his arms.
They began moving up his shoulder,
and the kiss arrived in time.
And in that special moment,
the world was but a blur.
My fingers brushed the hair,
of my life, my love, my prince d'amour.
