The Kiss Poem by JMariah
The Kiss
In all the world
I've never known
a sweeter touch than this:
the hot press of
my lover's lips
and mine locked in a kiss.
Though hands may stir
my panting flesh
to quiver deep within,
and whispered words
may lick their way
across my tingling skin,
no single touch
can do so much
to warm me quite like this,
as when my lover
freezes time
and holds me in a kiss.
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