For your pecks clamp
a solo revival,
But for the cheek,
not enough survival.
Within a twinkle,
lips beckon with handy tips,
tips on the lowly
kips.
The magic on your
lips
Like a fluidy-diamond
on a golden zip
The sight of your
yummy-lips enough to kill,
But it'd still work
ignite enough skills
The fragrance I
smell,
makes my head ring
like a bell.
The shivers down my
cells,
For its homely
feelings I can't tell.
Indescribable the
affectionate,
Only for you it's so
passionate.
Coldy-scenario,
enough sweats met
Watered, my dry lips
as it turns wet
You Kiss my life,
With the breath of life!
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