Six Stolen Kisses

Six Stolen Kisses

A Poem by Phil Sanders
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A love poem for my lady ...

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As you lie softly sleeping
I steal a gentle kiss
Such warmth and such soft silkiness
From your delightful lips
And then as you are waking
I steal a second kiss
The magic of your lips
Fills me with total bliss
The third one falls upon your back
As you begin to rise
And I melt as you turn back and look
With those amazing eyes
The fourth is when you’ve showered
And your silky skin is wet
A more beautiful sweet lady
I have never met
The fifth is as you’re dressing
And I brush across your neck
You smell of morning roses
And the promise of more yet
And finally the day begins
As off to work I go
The sixth kiss full and passionate
That fills me with a glow
 
Phil
20/6/08

© 2008 Phil Sanders


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Absolutely amazing. Matured love at its finest, and God, do I appreciate a man that can put the way he feels about his woman into words!

The world needs more men like you, Mr. Sanders.

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing my poem, "Reminding Me".

I hope to read more of your spectacular work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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what an amazing write about the best kiss
a woman could recieve... Not the kiss of passion
but the kiss of love. the tender gentle kiss of love
the one a woman misses terribly when she does not
have it and you have so wonderfull described it here
with you talented pen.

Hugs
D

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Absolutely amazing. Matured love at its finest, and God, do I appreciate a man that can put the way he feels about his woman into words!

The world needs more men like you, Mr. Sanders.

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing my poem, "Reminding Me".

I hope to read more of your spectacular work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truly this is a poem to be adored. Should be written in ink on parchment paper and given to your love on Valentines day. Nicely done and not a hint of anything below the belt which is exactly right!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wondeerful...and you are right..she is a very pretty lady..I,m so lucky..I do not have to steal kissses..there are as many there as I want and fully returned..YUM..I think I will head for bed>>>God bless..valentine

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the structure of this one a lot; the six stolen kisses.
Very sweet poem.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A lovely flowing poece so beautifully expressed~Fran

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very lovely, as always.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So very romantic and lovely. Phil, you have out done yourself my friend. This is truly a wonderfully and beautifully penned piece. Here's to stealing more kisses as the day goes on!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderfully written

Full of expression and feeling

Words used to perfection



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I sit in this house alone
as the morning sun does rise

For I no longer have a lady
to kiss me my goodbyes

If I said I didn't miss her
I would be telling you a lie

For being without the one you love
is like having a stick in the eyes

I enjoyed your poem very much
a lucky man are you

I hope that god will send me a lady
so I can be lucky too

Sorry Phil I couldn't resist
Wonderful write
Ray { Not a Poet }


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Phil Sanders
Phil Sanders

Rochester, Kent, United Kingdom



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I am a part time photographer and poet when I am not earning my normal crust. I live in Kent in the UK in a little village called Upnor which is right on the River Medway. I love photographing sunris.. more..

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