by ladyjewelDurban, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa
Jun 2013 3,290 Views 8 comments
My perfect Kiss.
He walked slowly up to her, his eyes never leaving her lips,
They were the colour of a ripe peach, slightly parted and the lower lip was full and pouted softly.
He lifted his eyes to hers and her feelings were playing in her eyes like a movie, he saw the excitement and the slight fear, the sensual rush she felt.
His left hand lifted and glided under her thick hair, closing over the back of her neck, holding her secure, his eyes never leaving hers, his right thumb rubbed softly over her lips, her eye lids grew heavy and the lashes looked long and dark against the soft skin of her cheeks.
He lowered his mouth and slowly licked her lips, she tasted of sweet wine, the rush of her breath teasing him as her eyes flew open, he stared deep into her as he captured her lower lip between his teeth and nibbled gently, she moaned into his mouth.
He crushed her lips bruising them with his, she felt the fire from her bruised lips spread down over her body and she never wanted him to stop, she felt herself shiver and melt like soft butter, his hand the only thing keeping her from sinking into a puddle at his feet.
They were the colour of a ripe peach, slightly parted and the lower lip was full and pouted softly.
He lifted his eyes to hers and her feelings were playing in her eyes like a movie, he saw the excitement and the slight fear, the sensual rush she felt.
His left hand lifted and glided under her thick hair, closing over the back of her neck, holding her secure, his eyes never leaving hers, his right thumb rubbed softly over her lips, her eye lids grew heavy and the lashes looked long and dark against the soft skin of her cheeks.
He lowered his mouth and slowly licked her lips, she tasted of sweet wine, the rush of her breath teasing him as her eyes flew open, he stared deep into her as he captured her lower lip between his teeth and nibbled gently, she moaned into his mouth.
He crushed her lips bruising them with his, she felt the fire from her bruised lips spread down over her body and she never wanted him to stop, she felt herself shiver and melt like soft butter, his hand the only thing keeping her from sinking into a puddle at his feet.
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Posted: Jun 2013
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I just think a Kiss is one of the most sensual things a man and woman can do:-)Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (8)
Not so much the next one
You know me. actor extrordinare, tell me the part to play and i'm off. I like it. Enjoyed the read as usual. My perfect kiss, as long as you are the reciprient i'll give anything a go, (within reason.)
You have a good night sweetheart.
Your Michael.
because it's all new with innocence, unimaginably tense expectation,
and being swept away with total emotion, with such magical power
as to soar the spirit to heaven, or upon rejection, crush a heart to
the very pits of hell. Most lovely poem dear.
intoxicating..
Enjoyed your sensual My perfect Kiss. narrative which brought to mind Herman Hupfeld's "a kiss is still a kiss" lyrics. Thanks for sharing.
A kiss is such a beautiful connection for me, a Mans lips and how he kisses tell so much about him I think
And I can post pictures