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| My Best Kiss I kissed you best while you were fast asleep, and my kiss was so softly placed, you did not stir. It was my one unselfish kiss, not a kiss to bring me elsewhere, nor one to go with a hello or goodbye, and not to make or score a point with. I had simply stood there- so overwhelmed, so touched by the lines, love and time had written on your face, that I gave my kiss, and for once, I asked for nothing in return. by Roland Ricker copyright 2001 Roland Ricker |
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