"I've got something in my eye..."
Your words trail off slowly
as I lean forward, staring intently.
"There's nothing there..."
My eyes gaze into your own,
lowering to your lips
desperately looking for something
but finding nothing but
warm honey.
Our faces grow closer every second,
the heat radiating from our bodies
filling the small space of your backseat.
My lips part as they meet yours, making room.
The taste of you lush on my tongue,
my lips moving in one smooth, fluidic motion
over, and over again.
Your lips are soft, like rose petals,
and I find myself returning to my former analogy.
Your kiss is like your lips--warm honey,
slow and sticky, but its sweetness captures me
and I find myself addicted.
Author notes
x Emo Cheese
This is a true story. Something that happened to me the other day in the back seat of my ex's car. Let's just say I'll remember this kiss for a while.
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Oh hell- passionate and intriguing, makes my mind wander back... no, further than that...
Thanks and congrats! G
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this was what i was looking for...totally descriptive and sensual..i love the last 2 lines sums it up completely THANK YOU for this write
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