I want to taste,
your lips,
with mine,
slow strokes of warmth,
that linger.
soft pressure,
melting together.
our heat,
will burn,
long enough,
to outlast,
forever.
I want to taste,
your lips,
with mine,
slow strokes of warmth,
that linger.
soft pressure,
melting together.
our heat,
will burn,
long enough,
to outlast,
forever.
