To say a kiss is a kiss,>
is not enough.
To say a kiss is sensuous and passionate,
is not enough.This, to me, is a kiss:
Close your eyes and imagine
The soft touch of a silk napkin,
caressing your lips.The moist, tingling feel,
of icy snow melting,
as mouths connect.The edge of a strawberry,
as it glides along,
as i taste your lips sweetness.The gentle pressure of a warm hug,
as we lean into each other.Lips red with passion,
as the heat of desire rises.
Breath comes shallow and fast,
heartbeats quicken.The gentle curve of your mouth,
trembling with need.
Lips parting ever so slightly,
inviting me back for another taste.Fires igniting as our tongues meet,
rough and yet soft at the same time.
Breathing becomes more difficult,
kisses become longer.Fires build, passions flare,
nothing matters except you,
me,
and the next...
Kiss.
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