Who really knows what’s in a Kiss?
Every time my lips touched yours,
I felt so many emotions conflicting,
My eyes would close as our lips touched together,
I’d feel your mouth so warm to the touch,
I’d hear your heart beating more,
Your arms would envelope me as mine would you,
Our bodies raced just with the excitement of a Kiss,
As we kissed longer,
The tip of our tongues would touch,
They would play oh so subtle,
Never needed air to breath at this moment,
Time stood still; nothing could come between,
All this for the touch of a kiss,
A kiss that started us together,
Many kisses that followed,
Even shared the night together,
Days followed those nights,
I remember Kisses full of dreams,
Each one so different each one so surreal,
Who really knows what’s in a Kiss?

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