The Kiss (Challenge James Fraser Your Next)
Sweaty palms grasp face,
slowly dive till lips are met.
Succulent, tender,
embracement of flesh.
Exploring tongue reaching out,
gracing teeth with tease.
Smiles develop, as
chills run down spines, passion flows.
Thoughts distant with a
lovers stare, deeply
engulfed within the moment.
Preparing for more.
Faces together,
heat from breath filling nostrils.
Lips meeting again,
passion, desire,
overwhelming emotions.
Tongues begin tango.
Dancing together,
beautifully orchestrated,
as bodies lay still.
Time lost within self,
as moment carries away,
now complete and whole.
Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 06/18/09
*James you have been Kiss Challenged! Write a poem about a kiss in any form you choose.
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