Strawberry Fruit Punch

This is me wanting, longing and praying that you never give my kisses away!

Cuddling…

Kissing…

Missing…

The breach…

Percing through…

Capturing…

Me and you…

That ought to be…

Us…

Your blush…

I crush…

No lust…

Gain trust…

For open opportunity…

Affirmative sexual actions…

That you love…

Cristal reefs under clear beach water…

Break under siege…

The beautiful Blackadder…

Your heart will always be…

Surrounded under taken…

By….

Hurricane forces…

On sunny days…

My kisses…

My kisses…

Mentality unexpectedly changed…

I persuaded legs dark like bourbon.

Let’s wrap it up like a turban…

This thing…

You can’t ignore what does sing…

Not here to pull strings…

Fingers on the acoustic guitar…

With each pluck opening sound waves…

Bringing your body closer to mine…

More kisses… More kisses…

I want my face to shine…

Blindfolding eyes…

Evokes evidence that I’ll always be one step behind.

Your behind…

Till we b line to the alter…

“You may kiss the bride!”

Attractions snap!

more kisses….

More kisses…

Lips stay attached…

 

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