A million kisses…

A million kisses..

She asked me. How many kisses do you need?

I told her, I need a million kisses dear Bridgette.

She laughed and she asked. Why so many?

I told her, your kisses are so sweet, your kisses are so delightful.

Each one, you give to me.

Makes me believe love is so sweet and so kind. 

And you love me.

She smiled and she asked. Well Johnnie, do you love me?

I told her. Yes dear Bridgette.

You make my quiet world, alive and so wonderful.

I am okay.

She reached over to me and she gave me a long sweet kiss.

She whispered. Kisses are due-payment for love received.

Maybe I need more than a million kisses.

Coyote