The Kisses That Go Beyond Lips

When my lips meet yours, I feel our souls entwine, In a special way that isn’t worth the wealth of my words Leaving me with a yearning for more… With insatiable desire Just kiss me again and my heart will be home When your lips meet mine, I die a little inside The passion, the sensual possession They remind of a dawn when they would possess me last Thence would I be forever lost. If I kiss you again, from me, my heart would be gone They talk about a killer smile, Have they ever considered your kiss? They talk about the soothing effects from a massage, Don’t they know strength of your weakening kisses? That touches where soft hands or unequivocal tools can’t reach? If your kissing were my medication, I would ask you to kill me with an overdose Wouldn’t I die immune? If your kisses were medicine, Wouldn’t my ailing soul find rest? If your lips had a strange poison, Wouldn’t mine prove to be the best antidote? The world goes round, But with your kiss, I see it fly around Your kisses will be the death of me, And yet, may they be the one to seal my fate Your kisses lay bare my soul, Wrap it in sweet wickedness unable to waiver, The swirl of your tongue ignites the flames, That would burn me with no reprieve, Your lips send me in a whirlpool of enticing sensations, Then, with a touch, you send me into tumbling oblivion With every gentle rub you give my lips with yours The oblivion of bliss opens up for my soul I get lost with no need to find myself The softness of your lips tears away at the walls that guard my soul, With every taste they crumble in wild abandon, Tearing at the hearts foundation Sweetness belongs to the multiple effects from your lips The mystery that lies within your lips sensation It surpasses the creation of mankind and other earthly beings Oh, how I wish my lips could store the splendor in your kisses And like a nestling child, draw it in bit by bit And should you ever steer away, A soul shalt wither off its sparkly bliss. That will uproot the undying abyss of sensation And with each step you take further away, The stronger the magnetic pull your sweet lips shalt be. The oblivion of bliss that pulls me to your lips, The hidden secrets masked by the sweetness of your lips, The unearthed promises of a universe that lies beneath your sultry lips… I want, I need, I desire, I thirst Like the oasis in the desert, drench my lips with yours. http://mymomentsofink.wordpress.com/