That Evening Kiss On Your Subtle Lips, That Kiss Was the Sparkle

That awesome evening kiss, It was the glide among the evening stars A vantage of the full moon The picturesqueness of the setting sun That kiss was the soporific sparkle A flight through the promised paradise What an evening experience it was Eruption of ultimate passion and bliss That wasn’t just my alluring lips onto yours Such an incomprehensible surge it was It was a poem onto your syrupy and luscious lips With every deep breath you recited the ebony lines Every breath had the stanzas flowing with fluidity Every gentle rub on our overlapping lips had the rhythm Our tongues’ fiery embers rubbed that evening So toothsome that I never wished for the finish line With such an enchanting moment I felt my blood flow So rosy, so gentle you flew my world with ease and charm With the sparkle I grew immortal as your fingers tickled my skin With my mind and heart stopping were pheromones from our skins By now a delectable fountain sizzled away full of wishes You swept away all the dandelions as my bones grew spongy So rosy and gentle that gardens of pleasure yearned for some That evening kiss gave me a night of bliss. http://mymomentsofink.wordpress.com/