We were kissing, you having just tickled me
(you know how much I hate to love that),
And you pulled me close and kissed me again, but different this time
and every cell in my body wanted nothing more in that moment than to kiss you
Sure, my lips were physically kissing you
But I could feel your kiss everywhere, in every part of me,
Lingering on the surface and buried deep within the confines of my soul
So, completely, everywhere, all at once
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Lizzy Gabrick
I spent many years reading and writing in my adolescence but have found inspiration has lapsed since I have become more settled into my adult life--a career and marriage. I look forward to changing that and sharing my creations with you.
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