I want to trace,
your lips,
with mine,
slow enough,
that heat lingers,
soft enough,
that breath stirs,
until they blend,
and move together,
without a thought,
like when a kitty-cat purrs..
I want to trace,
your lips,
with mine,
slow enough,
that heat lingers,
soft enough,
that breath stirs,
until they blend,
and move together,
without a thought,
like when a kitty-cat purrs..
