An act, so gentle, so easy said, yet it's impact might be grand
A single movement of the lips, and it stops the timely sand.
Brushing softly, eyes closed, the moment just for you.
The world stops spinning, there exists only you two.
Tender, hungry, passionate or light, whichever it may be,
It is like nothing else, and who lived through it will agree.
This feeling of inner explosion, over soon but then never gone .
I too will one day know it, as soon as I find that special one.
Yes, it's true, I never kissed, the right one I have yet to greet.
But patiently I look forward to that day. that some soft tender lips I meet...