Friday, June 12, 2009
 | Kissing. There is always that. It can be so much. Too much. Just kissing. Lips and tongue. Laps around. Maybe teeth click. Its a kiss. But more, much. There is breathing. Heavy drawn. Speed shutters. Bumps run length. Passion filled. They move. They always do. Collar bone and neck. Your ear feels. Mix senses. Dizzy from it. Short of thoughts. Addictive. They leave want. Insides warm. Tingles cover full. Loss of control. I want in. While we kiss. |
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