More Than a Kiss
Her eyes locked on the prize,
Then flutter shut as lips part.
The two meet as one in the middle,
And take to an affectionate start.
Lungs strain for sweet air,
Long breaths are cut short.
Competitive bites and nibbles,
Makes this a favorable sport.
Hands slide as though on ice,
Sends shivers up her spine.
Passion of the moment creates butterflies,
Tastier than any of the finest wine.
Her back arching in response,
To his lips against her neck.
Shivers ripple throughout her body,
This has come much further than the first peck.
Heart pounding violently,
Not willing to stay within her chest.
Her body now beyond her control,
Reactions and feelings, she never could have guessed.
This poem was written by Ragamuffin on Feb 01, 2005.
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SWEET!!! Nice Job. ~PEACE OUT
Nice work here. I like the climb your words take. Way to own this moment.