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Taste.....

If your kiss was a sweet nectar
A wine, of which, I could partake
I would drink my fill and then more
Never able to quell this ache

I would savor each sip of satin
My eyes closing in total rapture
Tasting until, all I knew was you
Praying your very essence, I capture

Slowly, so slowly....there'd be heaven
My world, encompassed in bliss
A euphoric haze, rendered helpless
Knowing not but the taste of your kiss

~THE FLOWING PEN~
3-30-07







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