Kissing Lips
KISSING LIPS
Slowly he pulls me towards him, I’m shaking
His lips search mine, both of us quivering
Each of us tracing the lips of the other,
His lips frame my face, gently, a lingering
Longing, moist lips urgently searching
Gently reaching and finally tongue probing
My eager lips opening, each of us shivering
Anticipation no longer holding, sheer ecstasy!
Entering Poem Contest “Kissing Lips” Sponsor Bobby May
Copyright © Jennifer Proxenos | Year Posted 2019
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