the perfect kiss
it is placed on you lips
you smile and close your eyes
it felt good and pure
soft and strong
wrong but right
you open your eyes and looked
he softened his glare at you
he smile shyly like he does
that sweet boy
he kissed you again
you smiled even more
his kiss was stong and sweet
your love for him grew
as those perfect kisses showered over you
your blood is warm your heart is fluttering
you smile as he kissed you one last time
as he said goodbye you slowly start to cry
you cried sweet tears of joy and purity
and then he was gone
but the feel of the perfect kiss was still there
and so is the warmth of your blood.
the perfect kiss
the perfect kiss just got planted on your lips what do you do?Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
