K.I.S.S.

His K.I.S.S.
What a feeling!
Mind boggling K.I.S.S.
Feverish, Hot
How does he do it?
Stomach churning
Emotions turning
Left on you lips after it's done K.I.S.S.
How does he know?
Inexplainable, emotional
Like you were falling and he caught you K.I.S.S.
Arms strong and inviting
Lips soft and exciting
You can feel it all over K.I.S.S.
Like you were dead then revived
Knees buckling K.I.S.S.
You feel he is your every breath
Your world dark till that K.I.S.S. brightens it up
But this is no K.I.S.S.
This is his K.I.S.S.
Krazy
Insane
Soft
Sensual
That is my man's K.I.S.S
Hot then he cools me down
Sad than I have no frown
Boring then electrifying, intensifying, tantalizing undescribing K.I.S.S.
You know the kind
His kind of K.I.S.S.
From your head to your toes
From your fingers and back
Indescribable, unexplainable, uncontainable, unstoppable K.I.S.S.
What a feeling!