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© Renique L. Fludd

February 2006

One Last Kiss

Our goodbyes really meant nothing at all, because if he's not there, he'll come when I call.
It's been 10 months and I can't resist remembering him holding me when we had our first kiss.
From that day on I loved him because he had my heart.
Our relationship was so stuck nobody could tear us apart,
I would miss him being right next to me forever more, kissing, touching, and holding me
I'm always his if I could have one last kiss.


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