The Sensual Kiss
Lips touch
Hands feel
Is it too much
Is it real
Bodies ache
Tongues dance
My being quakes
Stuttering my stance
Heat rises
Need grows
Both start to realize
What the other knows
Molded lips
Erotic sway
Hands will slip
In the sensual kiss
Copyright © 2006 R.L.
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