Thousand kisses on your lovely hair,
then a long, meaningful stare,
into your eyes of blue,
eyes of the ocean, the lake, the dew.

Thousand kisses on your lovely forehead,
I want to kiss nothing else instead,
it’s asking for all the kisses,
a long lasting kiss is all it misses.

Thousand kisses on your lovely lips,
from those I’d take a thousand sips,
their smile makes me happy and merry,
they are of colour of a raspberry.

Thousand kisses on your lovely neck,
of a swan of white, of a magpie of black,
it’s beautiful, without a dent,
it‘s so gracious and elegant.

Thousand kisses on your lovely chest,
two times as much for the each of your breasts,
when I watch them, my sight sees,
a sculptor’s one true masterpiece.

Thousand kisses on your lovely hands,
their craftiness never ends,
I love everything those hands made,
hands of a gentle, fairy maid.

Thousand kisses on your lovely belly,
that beautiful, mystical valley,
I want to roam through it an get lost in there,
like a small Hobbit in a dragon’s lair.

Thousand kisses on your lovely lap and thighs,
to hear the sound of your blissful sighs,
a pleasure beyond the measure,
a night’s song all night long.

Thousands of kisses made of pure love,
for you, the gift from the heavens above,
thousands of kisses of love so true,
to prove and show how much I love you.

© Oceanborne