Blow Me A Kiss Poem by Natasha Elizabeth Beatrice Williams

Blow Me A Kiss



Oh, my sweet love.
That one kiss we shared.
It wasn't meant to be, really.
but that kiss, my sweet dove..

It gave me tingles.
It felt wrong.
It felt right.
I quivered and shook, and got the wriggles.

Was it from fear?
Enjoyment?
Guilty?
I felt as delicate as a doe, dear.

Blow me another kiss.
Send me another.
Or better yet, take my tongue, like before.
Something I never want to miss.

There was a spark there.
For me, there was.
For you, there wasn't.
It's hard to bare.

How can I call you love?
It was one kiss.
You're with another, as am I..
But, oh, my sweet dove.

Blow me, just one more kiss...
I promise I won't miss.

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