Fireworks

by cassie   Mar 25, 2005


It was fireworks the first time you put you hand in
mine,
Fireworks again when you hugged me tight never letting
go,
but it was the grand finale when you kissed my lips so tenderly it lingered on my
lips,
you kissed me so passionately that the fireworks are still
there,
for every time you lips touch
mine,
the fireworks begin once
again.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Amanda

    Oh brilliant! :)