Reveries of an intense love…
One that will have our breathes dancing the moment
our lips part slightly to greet the other’s.
One that will have our tongues constantly seeking
the warmth of the other’s.
One that will send an unexplainable current
through our bodies the moment they become one..
Tag: Poetry
Souls
I think I miss you so much already
Because our souls may have met
Long before we knew the other existed
Anticipation
Stand just inches away without a touch
Now let your lips graze gently over mine
Place your hand firmly on my neck and
Allow your thumb to guide my chin
Now press your body against mine
Deliberately making each move
even slower than the last…
Ensuring that my anticipation lasts & lasts
Kisses
Your kisses linger days later…
I find myself replaying our lip nibbling,
tongue wrestling, minor groping session
over and over and over again.
Imagining you discovering new
unexplored places to land your lips,
flick your tongue.
Your kisses linger days later…
From the touch of our foreheads
meeting and resting in between.
To our lips coyly pecking
before the next session begins.
Your kisses linger days later…
Like Coffee
I miss you all the time…
The thought of you is slowly
becoming my addiction
Like coffee, I yearn for your existence
to start and sustain my days.
Often times I wonder whose lips
are currently curved around your brim
Who’s taking in your strong aroma
Who’s basking in your sweet steam
Hoping the sips from her lips end soon
I can’t wait to take in gulps of you
each and every morning with my lips
curved and our bodies intertwined…
I miss you all the time…