I want you to kiss me on the cheek.
Not a peck.
Not a smack.
Not a smooch,
But a kiss.
The kind when you hug my neck
And genlty press your lips
Against my unshaven smile,
Dimples and all.
Or like when I wake up on a cold morning
While still you sleep, contented,
And turn at the brush of my lips,
Exhaling softly.
I want you to kiss me on the cheek.
It quiets me
Like summer rain
Or snow in November.
Yes, your kiss.
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