Where might one find, for lips’ desire, a kiss? Whether with nuance or passion, it must be, most assuredly, with bliss.

Where might one find, for heart’s need, a smooch? Presence perceived as welcoming–not nebby–merits a proximous scooch.

Where might one find, for allure’s want, a snog? Any will suffice: shoreline sandy, balcony vetust, or curtained corner agog.

Where might one find, for love’s longing, an osculation? Hold close those who share lively locks from a most fecund cogitation. ; )

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