by Tom Hall (1862 - 1900)

Language: English 
She dared my lips to try it --
I kissed her on the sly,
I kissed her on the quiet,
I kissed her on the eye,
I kissed her finger tips,
And then, as I grew bolder,
I kissed her on the lips.
I kissed her east and west,
I kissed her north and south,
But the place I love to kiss her best,
Is on her pretty mouth.


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This text was added to the website: 2020-10-07
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Word count: 68