That Evening Kiss On Your Subtle Lips, That Kiss Was the Sparkle
That awesome evening kiss,
It was the glide among the evening stars
A vantage of the full moon
The picturesqueness of the setting sun
That kiss was the soporific sparkle
A flight through the promised paradise
What an evening experience it was
Eruption of ultimate passion and bliss
That wasn’t just my alluring lips onto yours
Such an incomprehensible surge it was
It was a poem onto your syrupy and luscious lips
With every deep breath you recited the ebony lines
Every breath had the stanzas flowing with fluidity
Every gentle rub on our overlapping lips had the rhythm
Our tongues’ fiery embers rubbed that evening
So toothsome that I never wished for the finish line
With such an enchanting moment I felt my blood flow
So rosy, so gentle you flew my world with ease and charm
With the sparkle I grew immortal as your fingers tickled my skin
With my mind and heart stopping were pheromones from our skins
By now a delectable fountain sizzled away full of wishes
You swept away all the dandelions as my bones grew spongy
So rosy and gentle that gardens of pleasure yearned for some
That evening kiss gave me a night of bliss.
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