KISS ME SLOW.
By Brenda Bungei
To that boy who owns pink lips
I thought I ought to write again
You hold the chasteness of the sunrise
The glamour of the sunset
The midday song thunders in my heart
I long for you ooh owner of pink lips
So that you may hold my hand
Kiss me slow
For us to live the moment
You're a perfect embodiment of love
A true definition of happiness
You make me dazzle at you
And for a moment
I go blind carising that face
Kissing you slow
The quality of your smile impresses
It's warmth draws me naturally to you
My affection for you blinds me
It makes me reach for places I can't go
But when I remember you wore patched shorts
And I wore a tattered dress uniform
Bare feet happily promoted to grade 2
Carrying cans of water to school
And I adore those innocent moments
Days I looked at you and all I could see
was was a pretty childish face
How perversed is the human mind
With deliberation I work to earn you
Owner of pink lips
So incase we meet again
Please kiss me slow
Such that if you'll ever leave
I would remember the boy
Who wore patched shorts
Had pink lips and kissed slow
©Blackraven.
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