French Kiss

By Survivor

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Tags: poetry, love poem, terza rima, france

Added: 20 Apr 2017 Views: 529 Avg Score: 5

It's just a chance we live; we die in France.
It could be anywhere that love may thrive
But this is where we did our lover's dance.

Our lustful joys will flourish, still, survive,
A lover's touch caresses, filled with fun,
And shares a fervor vibrant, so alive.

In light still bright, we see our poem's done,
And share a pledge that we will make tonight,
True promise these two lovers are still one,

The gift is ours to share; this is our right.
Foreseeing what must be, eternal bliss,
My arms encircle her and draw her tight

Lest any think we trysters are amiss,
Our lover's pact is sealed with this French kiss.