Let Me Kiss You

Let me kiss you
Let my lips touch yours in the most intimate of ways
Like worship on Sundays
To a deity to whom we both pray
Confirm me, tell me who I am,
Am yet to be, was in all my past lives
Let my lips pray to thee
In you I trust 
My being is in your hands
Your lips define who I am
Tell me I’m yours

The sight of you arouses the fires in me
Let me kiss you
Not a request but a plea
You are who I wake for
Wait for, move and play for
You think I want you
But I need you
You’re the air in my lungs that I use to speak with
Every admiration and gratitude starts with
You
Your smile, your heart, your lips
Let me kiss you

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