A Date (Part 3) On 2014110120141018 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems … Now it’s time, my little miss Time for you and I to kiss Time to feel your lips on mine Take the promise of the wine To first pleasures of the night Kissing you, it feels like flight Soaring high, above distress Kissing you is lavishness… To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketRedditPrintLike this:Like Loading...