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The Fourth Kiss
I walked her to the door.
Placed my hands,
One on each side,
Of her face.
Tilted her head up,
Looked directly into,
Her gorgeous eyes,
Kissed her,
Gently.
Stepped back,
Said,
“Good night.”
She answered,
“One more,
Kiss,
Please.”
Place one hand,
Under her chin,
The other hand,
Behind her head.
Tilted her head up,
Looked directly into,
Her dazzling eyes,
Kissed her.
Tasted her lower lip,
She tasted mine.
Stepped back,
Said,
“Would you like,
A third one?”
She answered,
With a nod of her head,
And a smirking smile.
She placed both hands,
Behind my head,
Tipped my head downward,
And to my left,
Looked directly into,
My eyes,
Tilted her head to her left,
Kissed me.
Full open mouth,
Tongue caressing mine,
Lips bruised between teeth.
She stepped back,
Said,
“If there is a fourth one,
It will need to be inside,
The house.”
I answered,
“Open the door.”
Placed my hands,
One on each side,
Of her face.
Tilted her head up,
Looked directly into,
Her gorgeous eyes,
Kissed her,
Gently.
Stepped back,
Said,
“Good night.”
She answered,
“One more,
Kiss,
Please.”
Place one hand,
Under her chin,
The other hand,
Behind her head.
Tilted her head up,
Looked directly into,
Her dazzling eyes,
Kissed her.
Tasted her lower lip,
She tasted mine.
Stepped back,
Said,
“Would you like,
A third one?”
She answered,
With a nod of her head,
And a smirking smile.
She placed both hands,
Behind my head,
Tipped my head downward,
And to my left,
Looked directly into,
My eyes,
Tilted her head to her left,
Kissed me.
Full open mouth,
Tongue caressing mine,
Lips bruised between teeth.
She stepped back,
Said,
“If there is a fourth one,
It will need to be inside,
The house.”
I answered,
“Open the door.”
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