Moment aglow with moonlight.
Standing close, fingers brushing...
Anticipation thrumming...
Staring as lush lips are
Wet by a soft pink tongue.
Watching the motion...
Breath catching..
Fingers stray to drift
Across skin, heated by the touch.
Lean in, inviting, waiting..
Firm lips slide sensually
With mine, eyes closing...
Heart pounding..
Break away to stare, to nibble
To taste, beckoning...
Fingers plunge into soft curls
Pulling closer, bodies melding...
Lips descend again...
Claimed, flavor flooding in...
Drowning in your scent...
Longing lancing through...
Clinging as I drift away...
Starry-eyed, pull back once more...
Breath panting, eyes dark...
Strong fingers tracing
Swollen lips, hungry for more...
Daring one last taste
Under silent stars.
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Reviews of "The Kiss"
Reviewed by Robert Fullerton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 22, 2005
Sensual in the extreme..
Thank you...Bob
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on December 7, 2004
Well I must say your version of the Kiss is exotic, passionate incredibly hot..wow!!!
I'm saving this one..Thankyou Danielle!
(PS my oldest daughter's name is Danielle)
Vesna
Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2004
My favourite kiss.
The one that makes life worth living!
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Thank you...Bob
I'm saving this one..Thankyou Danielle!
(PS my oldest daughter's name is Danielle)
Vesna
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