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My lips to yours' wakes my soul,
My lips to yours’ tell a secret
that only my heart knows.
Such grace as our eyes close
And share a breath...
Words lose meaning and mean even less.
Lost in rapture of a perfect dance,
when two lovers leap and take a chance.
A first kiss not outdone by the second-
a third kiss and surely the fourth one beckons!
No day shall ever find
a reason why,
no star could ever shine so divine...
A million poets could try-
but would fall every time,
When into rhyme they try to harness the
Passion of your lips pressed
against mine.
-Robert Hutchinson
