Never a pair of lips
So tender and so sweet
Warm and inviting
A wondrous treat
Your caress so light
Yet, delightfully firm
Chills cascade over me
While deep inside I burn
I crave that gentle touch
Moist lips to moist lips
Like I crave oxygen
Now, this is bliss
Afterwards, Iām left with
The need for more
Never have I been kissed
Like this before!!!
this actually a poem i don't like at all... but i promised someone i would let them read even the ones i think are bad, but thanks...
though this subject is not to my liking, ( don't take it personal, everyone's different), your timing is well planned. i can feel the meter flowing a distinct pattern with each sylablle. nice work.
MR