Lips on mine
Soft and sweet
Stoking my fire.
Sparks flood my veins
Travel here and there
And everywhere.
Embers ignite
Fireworks begin
All from your kiss.
My skin is alive
Thousands of ripples
Your fingers make.
Kiss me again -
That is all it would take.
With every kiss
My temperature rises
Flaring blindingly
In flash of white.
Tongues dance
Like a wave lapping
At the shore.
Kiss me again –
I am always wanting more.
Bodies intertwined
We are one living vine.
Kiss me again harder.
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