I like to kiss your eyes
When you squeeze them tight
Your face framed in the sunlight

I like to kiss your neck
When you lean your head to one side
You lips spread wide, a smile that could turn the tide

I like to kiss your cheeks
When the cold wind makes them red
Wishing we were laying together naked instead

I like to kiss your finger tips
When your hand rests on my chest
Our bodies flushed and cooling in our feathered nest

I like when you kiss my lips
As I wake up whilst you dress
Falling back to sleep with your scent