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Our Kiss
Is it simply the way your curves race under my fingertips
the way my eyes drink in your form
feed upon your grace
I am starving for the taste of your wet sugar
to glaze the inner walls of my soul
filling in the cracks with a perfumed lust that shatters the
reality of what is generally accepted as love
because this feeling is much more
it is a flightless angel laying upon my bed
inside the tiny darts of light escaping the curtains
I try to make night last forever
so I don't have to let you go
just a little longer
once more to bring you to a liquid heaven
clouds that sprinkle a wet heat upon my face
I sing in this rain
eyes closed unto bliss
I succumb to this storm
between your thighs
rumble of gentle thunder grounds into my pulse
lightning tingles at points upon porcelain skin
nipples ache to press upon you
letting you feel the warmth of love, of passion, of me
the steady tattoo of a heartbeat that speaks your name alone
lips convey dreams kept until now
in private spaces and secret places
come inside my closet
dress yourself in my affections
your lace and silk across my skin
hot and moist with my breath
as I speak poetry deep
rapt with heart birthed words
beg as they try to come close to the beauty of my muse
the exquisiteness of you
gates of my heaven
tip of my pen
words that flow from your body to my fingers
from my heart to yours
from my lips to your petals
a dream inside a kiss
the way my eyes drink in your form
feed upon your grace
I am starving for the taste of your wet sugar
to glaze the inner walls of my soul
filling in the cracks with a perfumed lust that shatters the
reality of what is generally accepted as love
because this feeling is much more
it is a flightless angel laying upon my bed
inside the tiny darts of light escaping the curtains
I try to make night last forever
so I don't have to let you go
just a little longer
once more to bring you to a liquid heaven
clouds that sprinkle a wet heat upon my face
I sing in this rain
eyes closed unto bliss
I succumb to this storm
between your thighs
rumble of gentle thunder grounds into my pulse
lightning tingles at points upon porcelain skin
nipples ache to press upon you
letting you feel the warmth of love, of passion, of me
the steady tattoo of a heartbeat that speaks your name alone
lips convey dreams kept until now
in private spaces and secret places
come inside my closet
dress yourself in my affections
your lace and silk across my skin
hot and moist with my breath
as I speak poetry deep
rapt with heart birthed words
beg as they try to come close to the beauty of my muse
the exquisiteness of you
gates of my heaven
tip of my pen
words that flow from your body to my fingers
from my heart to yours
from my lips to your petals
a dream inside a kiss
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