Kisses

Soft kisses, sweet kisses. How hungry he is for them. He sees the smile curling from her lips and he wants to taste its flavor. He wants to kiss the crook of her smile, the real one she shares when nobody is looking. He awakes, his mouth already wet tasting rough kisses. He can feel her heartbeating frantically against his chest, his mouth stealing her breath as her hands clutch him close one more kiss closer to death. He is like a found man renewing himself by the simple act of melding mouth to mouth. Take me in he prays, swallow me and let me nourish you. Lovely girl, his lust sings hear me and when you next open your eyes you will look at me with wonder instead of fear. When he fully awakens it is to her last gasp of fight he raises his head to see her love and finds his kiss went lower than her mouth and he has welcomed a new love to the night.