Sunday, 7 August 2016

The Kiss

Soft as rose petals, they tremble
The sharp intake of breath
The knee-buckling panic and racing pulse
The denial and the hesitation
The reluctant touch
"Don't", screams the brain
"Do it!", whispers the heart
And then: complete surrender.

A desperate grasp, a satisfying gasp
Your body melts and merges
My senses heighten
Eyes shut out the world
I taste you, I smell you
I feel you, I hear your heart beat
And for a few brief seconds
I'm in heaven.

Khyberman | 06 August, 2016

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