You place your soft lips in the creations of nature's growing things. The leaves of trees, the dew of the grasses, the drops of rain and the rays of sunlights. I definately am never without a kiss from Thee, My God of Love. a Prince Kissing is without limited moments. My lips wait; but not for very much longer. Love Thy Kissess -Miisrael WinniespoetryLoveNotes'MyOtherSelfSeptember'sRomance2022
Thank you Deacon Ron .. I do have a deeply compassionate burning heart.. Yet, you understand the poetry of me. Marvelous.. (Smiles)
Friday, September 30th 2022 at 4:22PM
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Saturday, November 5th 2022 at 3:51PM
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