a heart filled with love
and a golden ring.
A simple kiss
is how it starts,
who knows where
that simple kiss will end.
It can lead to happiness
the greatest we’ve ever known,
or it can lead to pain
and a broken heart.
11 April 2008
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secrets, and intimate thoughts…
deeper than words,
stronger than rings or
passion’s thrusts….
worth more than anything
that can be bought or earned.
a simple kiss…
nothing else asked, or needed!
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