As if your lips are wine
I linger for a little while
as my lips touch yours.
I want just little longer
to feel that sensation
to smell the aroma of your skin
as I am tasting the grapes
of your desire.
Is it always enough
and yet never enough
I am satiated
but want more.
I am intrepid
Yet tremblingly timorous.
You ignite in me
all the emotions
that make love
the true wonderment
that it is.
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I like it I can relate to it your a finalist that says it all soo......good luck
Blessed Be
Dhrace



