The Kiss
His lips, mine
brush
lightly, sweetly, softly.

Eyes closed, hearts wide,
I love him with all my heart.

Whispers of love
pounding hearts,
nervousness.

He looks into my eyes
We kiss, again.


Snowflake
Intricate
alone
silent
white
unique
beautiful
cherished
bright.



Emily's Personal note: I love to write, and I'll put up more poetry later. These two aren't very good.

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