My next Kiss

The touch of rough,wet lips onto mine

The taste of his drink on my lips,

His lips sucking on my lower lip,

Then as my hands tighten on his neck

and my mouth parts to welcome his tongue

drowning my emotions into a single kiss

filled with fire and passion

And as the man straightens out after the kiss,

A whole foot taller than me,

A smile on his face as he traces my lips,

And my face will be radiant