You pucker up and softly blow.
Your iridescent kiss magically floats through the air.
Pop!
Wetness caresses my cheek.
Your sweet bubbly kiss has arrived.
A contest entry
- twenty five by AJ Morelli.
2500 points, ended February 16, 2008, 34 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
COMMENTS WELCOME
Comments
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I can picture this now... a mother and her child trading bubble kisses while sitting in the summer sun. Very touching. Take care. Love ans hugs...
~Donna~

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thanks so much for entering such a lovely entry in the contest...
al


