The best kisser in the world

I am the

I’ve got the

I am the

I’ve got the

Touch lips

Part them a little

Taste your mouth

The contact is brittle

Taste your lips

I get a buzz

Lose all worries

That worry us

Our lips touching

Now you are in my mouth

Inhibition slumps

My heart beats loud

Senses heighten

My tummy it tightens

Yes, there and then

My day brightens

The kiss

Not Doisneau’s

But mine

Awkward

But since it was the first

I grew better

I grew best

Took the title

And I shut out the rest

In fact you can say

I grew into the best kisser in the world.