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This poem I found describes exactly how I feel when I kiss someone......
The kiss is the most intimate and wonderful thing two people can share. It is gentle and rough, caring and wild, tender and forceful, innocent and forbidden.
The touch of lip to lip, tongue to tongue, teeth to teeth. So close you breathe each other’s air, smell each others skin and taste each others flavors.
The texture of the inside of you. The feel of your tongue, the softness of your lips, the smoothness of your teeth.
The way you surrender to it in one moment, letting it wash over you like a waterfall, and then chase it down with a passionate abandon that knows no limits.
The feel of your face in my hands as I hold you, twist your face to meet mine, stare deep into your eyes, and devour you, take you in and give you me.
It’s the desire to get so close that you can touch the other’s soul.
If I had to give it all up, except for one thing, I would keep your kiss.
If I had to loose all memory, except for one, I would remember your kiss.
If I could take only one thought with me into the afterlife, I would take your kiss.
Nothing is better than your kiss.
You are a great Kisser yourself, sir! 
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