I've Kissed Your Soul

My breath quickens

at the sight of those lips

soft as a flowers petal,

moist as the morning dew.



My fingers tremble

at the feel of their softness,

tracing their delicate shape

as if created from silk.



My mouth quivers

at the vision of those lips

swollen, slightly parted

being so close to mine



My heart races

as your softness is touched

seeking a deeper kiss

capturing my warm breath.



My flesh tingles

as this tongue deftly slides,

slips between, imprisoned

by those soft parted lips.



My head spins

drinking from that fountain

containing your essence

intoxicating me.



My body melts

when I hear a soft moan

knowing that with this kiss

I have tasted your soul.


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