Kisses As Passion's Prelude

In passion's realm where hearts entwine, Where desire ignites with every sign, There lies a moment, sweet and true, Where kisses pave the path anew. Like gentle raindrops on a parched land, Kisses quench the thirst, hand in hand, They speak a language, soft and divine, Whispering secrets, bodies intertwine. Upon the lips, a tender embrace, A prelude to passion's fiery chase, They dance in rhythm, a sensual art, Guiding lovers to a sacred part. With every touch, a spark takes flight, Igniting flames, passions alight, Kisses, the gateway to a sensual quest, Where two souls intertwine and invest. They build the bridge, a tantalizing link, From whispered promises to passions brink, They tell a story, unspoken yet bold, Of desires that yearn, too powerful to withhold. In their embrace, boundaries dissolve, In a symphony of pleasure, problems solve, Kisses are the language of souls aflame, Expressing love's desires, without shame. Yet let us remember, with utmost care, Consent and respect are the foundations we share, For kisses, though sweet, must be freely bestowed, In a realm of love and trust, forever bestowed. So let kisses be the prelude to embrace, A tender dance in passion's grace, For in their tender touch, we find, The beginning of love, a transcendent bind.