It is a concert of two soul
When lips meet lips..
On each other they scroll..
Shyness gradually strips..
All along nectar's bliss..
To the world eyes get closed..
Expression that is called kiss.
Deep inside tongues enclosed..
I miss that unison..
Repent why it didn't last..
Marvelous was its fruition..
Why happy moments pass so fast!
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