Kiss

Er, I started trailing off on this poem

One kiss,

Two kisses,

Three kisses,

leads to four kisses.

My heart wishes to reach out to you.

It wishes to jump as it burns for more of your love.

You take me in you're arms and hold me.

I wrap my arms around you and hug tight.

Is it wrong to want to be one with you?

Is it wrong to hide such feelings away?

One kiss,

Two kisses,

Three kisses,

Leads to dour kisses.

I never want to let go of you.