to ignite an entire conversation,
two people communicating
through oral fornication.
Kisses are unique
like winter’s
falling snow
full of intricately
designed flakes
each one unique.
Every kiss speaks
its own language,
creating its own
beautiful universe.
So be it a ravenous
kiss good morning,
a tantalizing kiss
goodnight,
or a heart breaking
tearful kiss holding on
but saying goodbye.
I am asking you to
always kiss me hello,
and kiss me goodbye.
When I am in pain
softly keep kissing
my falling tears
until I cease to cry.
I can picture your face
mere inches from mine,
the dark ring of your iris
mesmerizing me as it
meets the constricted
black abyss of pupil.
So intimately close
I can feel your soft breath
against my waiting face.
Your luscious lips are moving
and I am sure you are speaking.
Somehow a dialect flows
from you that my mind
cannot begin to comprehend,
as your lips are my only focus.
Suspense pulses
as desire courses
throughout me.
I can feel my heart
beat in my throat.
I feel like I am dreaming
as the butterflies
fill me with fluttering.
Finally, you kiss me
and I blissfully free fall
head over heels,
my stomach is in knots
as my heart flip flops
and my legs become jello.
I am wholly consumed
with my desire for you.
Your strong hands
caressing my soft skin
soothing upon contact.
Your commanding presence
calms my swirling butterflies.
You instinctively know
I am terrified to lose
myself as I kiss you.
Our tongues meet and
the proverbial fireworks
explode with a light show
better than the brilliance
of the fourth of July.
How can you do that?
How are able to sense
my language and speak
it so fluently without trying?
My lips are slowly learning
the language you speak,
the consuming way you feel
when pressed against me.
Brilliant fires burn within
illuminating your eyes
when our lips meet.
We create magic together.
Our kisses wondrous
like the beauty of every season,
of every first close embrace,
of every time your heart
was broken and left cold,
it’s every song you’ve ever
danced and made love to.
With you near my pulse races
as proof that our gentle,
spontaneous yet passionate
kiss made me fall for you
even more than ever before.
forever Your baby girl.
My mind is like a race horse
running in your direction,
never fully reaching you,
yet never changing course.
If just the thought of you
and our split second kiss
jumps into my memory
a smile pours across my face.
I’ve never had a specific name
for this rush of feeling before,
but you see our first kiss,
made me realize this is love.
Each kiss is a language,
exchanged dialect that is
only foreign until contact
but leaves a trace of mystery
for lips to forever chase.
I want to spend forever
lost together in this world
you have now shown me.
So for the rest of our
lives would you
kiss me hello,
and kiss me goodbye.
Please be the one
to kiss me as I take
my last breath of life.
Keep kissing me
until the angels cry.
Whatever you do
just kiss me forever.
