Robert J Meyer - The Kiss

The warm breath playing at my ear
A touch, light and moist
The light flick of a tongue
Heat
And then, the blood rises
And I turn
Our souls enmeshed in our shared susurrations
As tongue meets tongue
And the pillow of your mouth
Meets the hard urgency of my swollen lips
And my arms encircle you
And your arms enclose me
And the kiss grows

Robert J Meyer

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