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smiling so big
with a pretty inner light lit
so ultra sweetly to myself
why wait for but that one particular day
each year, dearest sir
why I would kiss you happy  every new day
the imp in me confesses to this
for that look in your eyes
to feel
the soft warmth of your lips
that would be a moment to
celebrate and feel utterly revitalized
says the welcome brush of my tongue's
tantalizing tip
why for all the grace and tenderness
of your masculine power
I'd even concede to kiss you every hour
on the hour..........................
(Dec. 21, 2009 648am)