The Devil Is a Good Kisser


Your piercing eyes
and your ravishing stare
make me lose my balance.


Your hands caressing my curves
and your entranced gaze
following my every move.


You've got that devilish grin
and that delicious kiss
that makes me weak in the knees.


Your body pressed against me
and your tongue exploring my mouth
leaves me breathless.


Oh to be in your arms again

and feel your lips on mine-

what a perfect sin.

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For Thomas

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