Kiss Me

Softness, lips
this stolen kiss
Taste your tongue
as it slips
Explores, this wet
this warm moment
Pulling, sucking
nipping, brushing-
Put your hands upon my skin
and beg for me to let you in
I’ll open beneath Desire’s flush
and live with you, this numbing rush.


Kiss Me Copyright © 2015 by Felicity Johns. All Rights Reserved.


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