one kiss led to another
Touch your lips with her divine goodies. Rustle 'em softly, to feel joy in your mouth. Expected, one kiss led to another one, brewed to be her jargon when she wants good lovin'. Layout your honeyed perfume, to swing in rhythms of the hungered tango of both. Let the entire passion ricochet inside you. Listen to your soul naming your blood, [her]. Your thoughts' skin wants to get adorned with her shapes; wants you to vibe, startling.