Crisp Kiss

On my cheek.
On my forehead.
My hand is left to weep over what it missed.

Lovely bold lips pursing against my skin.
The sensation is sensational.
The moment is alive.
Sustained by a promise of what is to come.

Beating forward
Your kiss leads the way
Into night’s euphoria.

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