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In Your Kiss...
what is this sorrow my love?
it rampages me…..
for I have already felt your skin
pressed so tightly to mine
in a secret lovers hold
in the branches that speak
I hear your whisper
taut and fraught with tension
“I am here”
and my ragged heart beats out
a radical rhythm of anticipation
you are as a new rose
I love to watch you bloom
raw and virile
bright red and crimson
swirls of hot and tender
( I am in awe)
I cherish these moments
I can embrace you
in the night time sky
(in slumber….
when dreams come)
you brush my hair
from hollow cheeks
and touch my face
with gentle hands
I hear your fervent declaration
in a moment of hearts beating
in unison soul mate breath….
a song of “am I only dreaming”
“I love you” echoes in the corridors
of my tattered wounded heart
a balm for the shatters
I want to lay my head on you
and let the quiet take us there
to exotic places just us two
can spread our wings and fly too
“kiss me” I beckon
eyes dark with desperation
you can feel the want
pulsing in my words
my mind connects to yours
and electric sparks fly
we are as one…
our lips meet and spirits meld
melt like liquid in the wake of passion
nothing is as lovely as kissing you.
a kiss is never just a kiss
not when its your mouth mine is tasting….
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