I keep your response,
Never to be known,
Except by us.
I sense something in you,
Something turbulent, and
Your body langauge speaks that way, too.
I didn't know then, but I know now!
I do want you in my space.
This request will be made, in a place,
In a moment, in a heartbeat, in a breath.
Lips come close.
Too close, I touch your cheek,
Then, reality vanishes,
As our lips meet.
The softness is very unexpected,
The warmth penetrates me,
With suddeness.
I kiss you, a kiss of innocent need,
Soon to be, a not so innnocent one.
I do not want to end it,
But, we both need air
The absence of your lips,
Is felt strongly enough to which
I am able to utter two words, only.
So sweet!
My hearts barely beats,
With darkness around us.
I glance in your eyes,
And see a glow,
That hypnotizes me.
If not for the need of wanting,
Your lips more,
My thumb strokes them, twice more.
And, I slowly close the small
Distance between us.
To kiss you again, with boldness.
So! May I?
/ F /
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