WHAT EACH KISS MEANS
Upon your forehead lies a tender care,
A gentle warmth that speaks without a sound.
Your nose, it whispers of respect so rare,
In every glance, my heart is tightly bound.
Your chin, it holds the gaze that shines for me,
A beacon bright, where all my...
A gentle warmth that speaks without a sound.
Your nose, it whispers of respect so rare,
In every glance, my heart is tightly bound.
Your chin, it holds the gaze that shines for me,
A beacon bright, where all my...