Soft.
Lush.
Swollen.
They are smooth.
Beseeching.
Inhalation; breathing soulful essence.
'Tis an inter-comingling of open invitation.Breathes taken.
Souls welcomed within.Lips move, deepening connections.
Tongues.
Light touches.
An exchange of intimate caresses.
No separation.
Together.
We're one.An electric tingling travels my spine.
Zinging my skin; no limitations.Boundaries open up.
Trust pours in.An exchange of the senses.
His lips on mine.
Our tongues dancing exoticly.Tasting.
Widening.
Intensity.
Chaos.Extremities breaking barriers.
A ribbon of brief vulnerability; welcome yielding gives way.
Overwhelment.
Bliss.A smile christens my lips, fighting for balance; control within limitless passion.
The world erupts.
My arms a joke of feigned restrainment.
All is willingly lost.
In pleasure.
Freely given.
Marination in the moment.
Blissfulness.
Pulling back.
Smiling through desirous pleasure.
Joy.
Love.And Lust.
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A Kiss
Poetry© 2020 Written by A. E. F. All Rights Reserved. What is a kiss? Flash Fiction Poetry. Completed.