The Kiss
My lips held the secret of what was yet to be shared,
your lips waited for the moment that showed how much I cared.
As my eyes met yours, and we drank our glass of wine
it only took a moment, then your lips met mine.
Electric waves of desire, melting flesh became as one
as the fire of passion we had now begun.
We teased our senses, settled close together
heads light and floating, like a wind blown feather.
All this happened with just the pleasure of a kiss,
did we know when we began it would lead to this?
Sensations felt like no other we had known
and to other have we ever shown.
Yes, my lips met yours and a journey we began
and little did you know......it was my master plan!
Sweet hunger, the pleasure on your face
has now taken us to a very special place.
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