Upon your collarbone, there lies a kiss.
A delicate little thing.
I want to steal it, although I cannot believe it would be true thievery.
There is also one just behind
and a little below
your ear.
This one teases me so.
A perfectly lovely little kiss.
There is yet another that sits at the corner of your mouth.
It distracts me when you speak
and when you smile, I can see nothing
save this small kiss.
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