Do Not Disturb

The best kisses aren’t the perfect ones,
they’re the passionate ones.
The I’ve missed you ones.
The ones you wish would never end.

The one’s you can still taste even after they’ve

gone
away.

The minute I saw him,
I knew him better than the rest of the world.
He kissed me and I forgot how to breathe,
it just didn’t seem as important at the time.

He could still taste me on his tongue,
as he recited his song.
I told him he was the greatest artist in the world.
I already knew his work.
He was expressing the way I feel.

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