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By ~Harem~ Date: 2009 Jan 07 Comment on this Work [[2009.01.07.18.59.840]] |
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He reaches to put his glasses on the table pressing against my arm his face so close to mine I can feel his silkened charm We talk, we smile, all the while we are looking at each other. I spy his lips he glances at mine time after time I wonder what his lips will feel like when they finally touch mine. We talk about this and that but I barely listen to his words my mind is too full with wonder. Wondering when and if we will kiss tonight is it polite? - to kiss so soon. I study the skin on his face, as I trace every inch of his lovely visage. Oh my, I might blush, if I keep thinking about his wonderful skin. His cheeks swell when he laughs. and his lips are plump, just enough. When he smiles, I feel jealous of his teeth, for they get to touch and rub his lips all the time. Oh my. After several hours of tender talking and soft glances as music romances my mind, The time - eventually arrives for that first belated kiss That Longed for touch of my heart-shaped lips against his warm and manly mouth. His face is coming closer and closer and I tense in wonder and awe. The warmth of his body as it closes in to me. The smell of his skin. He tickles me with his breath. The mellow feel of his face next to mine closer and closer and closer. I'm almost faint with anticipation. When at last, his lips touch mine, the feeling is a velvet petal of nectar. We both move in closer to gently press our parted lips. If I could save that feeling in a bottle of time and capture that moment in a swell of my mind, I'd wrap all the world's pleasures in the feel so genteel. And just as the first slice of vanilla dew makes your glands flow - just to know, that this can be mine, at any point in time. A feeling - Like the crashing of a waterfall that pulls you under and does you in. His taste, his touch, I can't get enough. So I savor the feel of his nose touching mine, our lips pressed together, our skin making time My breath becomes his and his becomes mine. We blend as a song that flows in the air For what can compare To This. `````` |