A KissA Poem by IndaA Kiss
At the tip of your fingers infinite knowledge lingers; overcoming ignorance. There’s an aftertaste of old romance. A kiss can mean so much; can I bear the cost? A stare is fine, but a kiss will make her mine. © 2013 Inda |
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Added on February 8, 2013 Last Updated on February 8, 2013 |

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