‘Tis bliss
To kiss
And, if the mood be right
To spend the night
With a special one.
And, when she is gone
The remembrance
Of that kiss
Does persist,
A semblance
Of bliss
That was, but never is.
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K Morris - Poet 
Aww sound sweet! Happy New Year!
Thank you. And a very happy new year to you also! Best wishes – Kevin
Thank you!