Kiss

My hands clasps yours

Our warm palms pressed together

Fingers entwined

 

My eyes say

I dare you

You call my bluff

 

Pressing me back

Into the wall with your body

Holding me in your thrall

 

Your mouth

Hovers above mine

I inhale your sweet breath

 

You enjoy teasing

Me like this, staying

Just out of my mouth’s reach

 

Just when I think

The tension, the waiting

Has become too much

 

You lean into me suddenly

With your beautiful

Beautiful mouth

 

Full lips slightly open

All teasing tongue

And nibbling teeth

 

And show me

What it truly means

To be kissed

Categories: Erotica, Poetry

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