He kissed  

He kissed my hands, my fingertips, my lips.
His voice, soft and soothing, promised love and loyalty.
I'd bury my face in his neck and inhale his sweet smell
that brought me to my bliss.
He'd embrace me so tightly,
I'd feel his warmth inside me.
As we lay there,
he'd brush my hair behind my ears
and held my face close to his.
I'd close my eyes,
trying to feel everything I could,
to keep him longer.
But when my eyes were closed,
he'd let go and turn the other side.
He then kissed her hands, her fingertips, her lips.