Nicatine Kiss

by Lydia Tounzen   Oct 1, 2007


A nicatine kiss, so sweet,
The smoke slides from my lips,
A soft kiss as you get a hit,
Waking up to your face,
The most beautiful thing,
Blue eyes become my sunrise,
Your arms hold me in a strong embrace,
With a nicatine kiss our worlds collide,
With you in my arms, the world becomes complete.

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