Bliss State
The silken softness of your plum red lips brush my parted mouth.
Your body eclipses all thoughts not carnal as your tongue moves.
The heavens shines all the brighter for the bliss of your kiss.
Across my teeth your tongue plays stopping to dart against mine.
The give and take of breathe and heat a course past love's incline entrapped.
Oh, the engorged plumpness of those moist and parted lips divine.
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