To define your kiss..
The way our lips touch..
Sometimes as gentle as the wind, a soft brush against our skin..
Or maybe rough with passion, behind each stroke not missing an action..
A Peck on the lips with a smile in between.. turns into a French kiss with red lips..
Our tongues intertwine with our saliva as one.. passionate with each breath we take..
A bite on the bottom lip.. I'll pull it nice and slow..
As you grab my hands and place them above my head, leaning against the wall to hold my balance before I fall..
Weakness becomes my worst enemy when I'm with you..
The best enemy when I kiss you..
I can't be pulled apart unless you want to .. but you don't..
A kiss defines what I feel..
And its you that I want..
YOU ARE READING
Infinite Love
RandomThis is my first book ever and I was inspired by family and friends to beging writing my creations and let the world see what I'm all about. Writing is a great way of expression and I express myself through poetry. I hope you enjoy my heart and soul.
