Kissing...
A single touch with yourtongue
makes me quiver.
Moments filled with passion,
craving your body.
I can feel your hands run down my back,
slowly squeezing every inch of skin.
I begin to breathe deeper,
wanting more of your love.
Your lips start to move down my neck,
licking my scent, the cold wetness
of your saliva is trailed.
I love your kisses...
Even more, the desire you show
giving me more reasons to yearn for you.
Yvette 2-20-2006