Your lips featheriness sensation of your lips
as they slide over mine
Taste like honey to my soul
Taking me to a different place in time
You please at the hot fire of my torch
As I pleasure your tender silken breasts
Thy passion craved
Released by the nectar of your kiss-sss
The drumming of my heart beats in rhythm with yours
Slowly...Then more rapidly
Your skin
A river of light
My moan
Pleasures you as you start
Ecstasy I'd never fight
A lovers tune dances up my spine
As the shadow of your embrace
slides across my thighs
ohhh sooo slowly the pace
Our hearts mingled in rapture
The torture of passion so sweet
The affection of a thousand years
As at least we meet
The motion of our rhythm
in perfect unison we move
our flight those of doves
As we reach heavens hymen
Peter LeBuhn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-kiss-17/
