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It was just a voice that whispered
 

It was just a kiss that lingered

A little longer than it should

It was just a hand that wondered

And met with no rebuff

 

It was just a chance encounter

So very touch and go

No one saw it coming

Save perhaps the mistletoe

 

A spark of festive magic

A sprig of sweet consent

It was all so unexpected

Very welcome nonetheless

 

It was just a fleeting moment

Now or never then it's gone

Their lips already touching

Too late now the deed is done

 

It was just a kiss that lingered

In a hallway by the stairs

It was just a voice that whispered

'How's my dress and how's my hair?'


© Joseph G Dawson
22/10/2017 – 27/11/2016

 





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