<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448252" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Soul Kissed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, to be soul-kissed<br>the deep kiss; <br>mouth brushing past <br>parted lips.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can feel my body<br>unraveling<br>anticipation screaming<br>on Pouty Canvass Crimson.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can feel the gathering, <br>we two crouching<br>uplifting; <br>Raptures shooting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Touch we<br>the first touch<br>electric quiverings; <br>inward breath surging, <br>dizzying availings, <br>opened lungs, <br>toes curling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I long for the Soul-Kiss.<br>I'm born to give<br>and receive it; <br>my tongue<br>it's starting place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hands upon the <br>Heart's Mast<br>I and It go Sailing; <br>Deep Seas and Velvet Harbors, <br>Journeys through the Musics<br>where Soul and Heart meet; <br>flutteringly<br>settling there<br>on Kissed Shores<br>where everything I am<br>is magnetized<br>and tingling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm twirled inside out<br>in gauzy<br>dreamless dream<br>where breaths exchanged<br>plunge lung-deep<br>surging forth, <br>back, and between.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Kiss of the Soul<br>speeds to my Heart standing<br>handkerchief waving<br>on Heaving Shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dizzy; <br>Weakened Knees, <br>unable to stand<br>but, I do <br>it Againly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448252" data-title="A Soul Kissed de Lonnie Hicks" data-description="Oh, to be soul-kissed the deep kiss; mouth brushing past parted lips. I can feel my body unraveling anticipation screaming on Pouty Canvass Crimson. I can feel the gathering, we two crouching uplifting; Raptures shooting. Touch we the first..."></div> </div> </div>

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