He was leaning up against his car waiting
for my arrival for which he beckoned me with a lunch date.
I drove up the street, and asked him to "get in my car."
I was taking control of the wheel today.
So he got in and asked if he could have a kiss?
His lips pouted, soft and alluring. I leaned in,
his hand on the back of my head held me there,
his smooth lips lingered, a slide of tongue,
sweet like peaches, honey and, cream.
m m m, that kiss…
Makes me think…
Makes me write!
And I will write my way to him,
and he will eat my words,
and roll them round his mind,
then drink them down like fine wine.
And he will take my thoughts
and digest my perspective,
my hopes and dreams - I have
for him, and he must know that
they are within his reach,
and as he grabs for it, it is
already there, living within dreams,
in the here and now,
we are in our hopes and futures.
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Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader)
Reviewed on September 10, 2002
This was so good I could taste every word
and savor every phrase
His lips pouted, soft and alluring. I leaned in,
his hand on the back of my head held me there,
his smooth lips lingered, a slide of tongue,
sweet like peaches, honey and, cream.
m m m, that kiss?
You must be very good, Jeanette, in the kissing department. :) Beautiful picture.
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and savor every phrase
A kiss is a kiss is a kiss, but not like this.
Janet xoxoxo
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__If Only More Women Made a Move___Huh!
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His lips pouted, soft and alluring. I leaned in,
his hand on the back of my head held me there,
his smooth lips lingered, a slide of tongue,
sweet like peaches, honey and, cream.
m m m, that kiss?
You must be very good, Jeanette, in the kissing department. :) Beautiful picture.