Array ( [sid] => 9562 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => The Kiss [time] => 2003-01-01 05:30:00 [hometext] => this poem was written during the time my wife and I were dating. she wouldn't let me kiss her on the first date [bodytext] => What is a kiss? There are so many definitions. A kiss could be as the sun sets, it kisses the mountain tops or as clouds touch tenderly.
The waves as they rush to the shore to just kiss the sand of a enchanted Island, or the breeze as it gently caresses the tops of the tallest tree.
Or how the mist as it alls, gently touching the ground, cool and wet as it spreads across the open fields and homes that are scattered on the foothills.
Like a snowflake, that slowy falls ever so lightly to the ground, or settling on the peaks of distant mountains, or touch of a butterfly wings as they gently brush against your cheek.
When they meet, it is like a explosion of passion and they become one for that moment of time, never wanting it to end, never wanting to l et go. Yes, time does stop, if only for a moment
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The Kiss
Date: Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 05:30:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: GreyWolf
What is a kiss? There are so many definitions. A kiss could be as the sun sets, it kisses the mountain tops or as clouds touch tenderly.
The waves as they rush to the shore to just kiss the sand of a enchanted Island, or the breeze as it gently caresses the tops of the tallest tree.
Or how the mist as it alls, gently touching the ground, cool and wet as it spreads across the open fields and homes that are scattered on the foothills.
Like a snowflake, that slowy falls ever so lightly to the ground, or settling on the peaks of distant mountains, or touch of a butterfly wings as they gently brush against your cheek.
When they meet, it is like a explosion of passion and they become one for that moment of time, never wanting it to end, never wanting to l et go. Yes, time does stop, if only for a moment


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