The softest spark ignites
From a kiss into full passion
My hand softly caresses your cheek
And brushes the hair from your face
Eyes bluer than any ocean
I stare into so deeply
Slowly moving forward again
To touch your lips with mine
A gentle brush
Between our tender lips
Brings a feeling from deep within
That love could be forming in us
Such a simple thing
A kiss secures the lock
As two souls are bound in this action
And the key is thrown away
With air filling the space
As our lips now separate
I dream for another to come
But it must wait for a new day
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