I'm ready for punishment

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'You are late'.

'I'm ready for punishment'.

'Then put your guards down'

'What do you mean' I asked with a frown.

On my forehead, his lips suddenly landed.

That's how with a kiss we finally ended.

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The first two lines were given for a poem writing challenge. 
That is how I come up with this poem. Little romantic isn't it?

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