Perfection
spelled out in each crevice of his lips
one inch closer
were bound to be
like wind in a tornado
gripping to the essential
essence binding to be more powerful
than contrived before.
The subtle quivers scream caress me,
but my ambivilance tells me
he will move first.
He hesitates.
But will my stubborness prevail
as he slinks away like
a sly snake?
I open my mouth to say....
A contest entry
- but not just any kiss... by JinSays.
1532 points, ended September 21, 36 entries
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Comments
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nice....wonderful lead in, no pun intended.
sexy, I have known guys like this, you just wanna slap em asnd say, well kiss me already
thank you for taking the time to enter this contest,
and I wish you all the best.
love,
jin

