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The KissWith each heart quickening step you take toward me, I tremble with eager anticipation until you stand before me. I sense the uncontrolled intensity of your desire. I close my eyes and allow my other senses to lead, feeling your warm breath upon my face. My moist lips ache to share our first intimate moment, to taste the sweetness of your soft lips upon mine. Time stops abruptly as I hold my breath, feeling your warm tongue trace the outline of my plump, partially opened lips, sending hot shivers up my spine. I am lost in your unspoken passion as you wrap your strong body around mine and completely consume my soul in this mutual frenzy that is our first kiss. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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