To be Kissed

My hands clasp 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


With your beautiful

Beautiful mouth


Full lips slightly open

All teasing tongue

And nibbling teeth


And show me

What it truly means

To be


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