[/i] some of your kisses are tender,
but those kisses have been;
given,
received,
and delivered
to others.
I'm not a minority.
As I melt into your arms.
This kiss...
it's not the first.
Its one of many.
Those special words
have been heard;
listened to,
perceived by,
many others.
I am not unique.
I am one in a million,
like the chances of getting
lucky.
like the chances of winning
prizes.
I am just another
notch
on
your
bed-post.
and that doesn't work for me.[/i]
