- Erotic Poetry
- His Kiss
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The air is brushing my skin,
Cooling the glistening sweat on my body
He holds me
Kissing the sweat droplets all over.
Sending shivers through my body
His lips meet mine
His tongue sweeping against my lips,
Trying to part the soft pink lips.
I give in.
Closing my eyes to the sheer pleasure of his kiss.
His kiss.
There is nothing so sweet or so aggressive.
His tongue probes and duels.
Finding every shadowed crevasse
Dueling with my tongue,
Wrapping in each others in warmth and bliss.
He pulls away.
A second later I open my eyes,
Seeing his gorgeous face looking at mine.
He is smiling, his heart in his eyes
I smile at him and pull him towards me,
Wanting more of that pleasurable kiss.
- COMMENTS
raconteuseover 13 years agothis one is much better. More feeling, less narration. And still, it could be honed – but it's almost there. Nice one!
