One to Twenty


I miss your kisses.
The one to twenty kisses.
How your lips touches mine.
How I crave for more of it.
It’s plain crazy.
And yes I really miss it.

When I’m both afraid and excited.
And sorry then thankful.
I just can’t throw all my cautions in the wind.
But I really love you.
I really do love you.
And when the right time has come
I’ll give myself to you.


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