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
Bliss! To be kissed that way…
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Glad you approve 😉 I blame Rob for getting me thinking about kissing.
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Yes, and you have described it so perfectly, this kind of kiss. The best thing about kissing is there’s so many kinds. Wonderful poem
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Thank you. I am a big fan of kissing. Hopefully I got the tone right.
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You most certainly knocked it out of the park. Uncanny
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The kind of kiss everyone would ever dream, beautiful poetry.
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Thank you!
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U Are welcome.
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*fans self* Is it my turn next? Cuz I’m feelin’ this kiss ❤
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You and Rob have got me thinking about the subject! What can I say? And Max, you’re cute when you flirt.
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Oh shoot, you know, I’m just responding to the beauty of life as it fast escapes us *sheepishly stares at feet with hands clasped behind back, hoping to conceal his blustered visage* *feels cheesy for being so cheesy but proceeds to post comment nonetheless* *still lost in internal dialog, trying to return to subject at hand* —the struggle is real lol
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Seize the day, and all that?!
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If it’s any consolation, I am blushing just a little.
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