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Kiss Me, Boundless

Kiss me underneath the twilight's hush,Where moonlight moves, delicate and lush.Let hush break in whispered streams,A kiss unfurling like woven dreams.

By Mr AliPublished 11 months ago 2 min read

Kiss me where the seas swell,Where time breaks up in salty spell.Tides may rise, and stars may burn,But in your lips, my universes return.

Kiss me when the storm clouds cry,Let thunder resound in our sigh.Let lightning weave a silver thread,Between the words we cleared out inferred.

Kiss me just like the to begin with sunrise,A burst of gold in trembling eyes.Like petals portion in morning's grace,Let lips grasp with boundless space.

Kiss me profound in winter's chill,Where breath is warm and time stands still.The ice may nibble, the winds may howl,But cherish touches off underneath the cowl.

Kiss me when the firelight glows,When giggling murmurs and ash throws.Let shadows waltz upon the wall,As lips collide and tears drop.

Kiss me where the echoes sleep,Through empty lobbies of insider facts deep.No require for words, fair breath and skin,Where endings blur, and we start.

Kiss me delicate, at that point kiss me wild,With rash heart and soul beguiled.No fear, no question, no space, no time,Just lips that meet and interlace.

Kiss me where the writers weep,Their verses misplaced in cherish so deep.Let ink break up in passion's sea,And compose unused lines where lips are free.

Kiss me within the midnight's glow,Where candle blazes like wishes flow.Let starvation blossom like twisting vines,Entwined in whispers, delicate and fine.

Kiss me on the mountain's crest,Where clouds grasp the earth's unrest.Let echoes sing through canyon halls,As hearts ignite where quiet calls.

Kiss me when the world is loud,When chaos twirls, a short lived shroud.Let lips be still, however furious, however free,A asylum carved in predetermination.

Kiss me where the waterways bend,Where yearning finds a whispered end.Let waters carry adore untamed,Through valleys carved and hearts renamed.

Kiss me when my hands go weak,When words feel misplaced, as well slight to speak.Let cherish be strong, let lips confide,What trembling voices fall flat to stow away.

Kiss me once, and once again,A transitory start, a burning hymn.Let each grasp, like starlit art,Imprint your title upon my heart.

Kiss me, boundless, never done,A story whispered, never sung.Let lips be bound, let souls ignite,A kiss that lingers—endless night.

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