Your kisses were perfect a mix between sweet pecks that I smile for and rough passion so raw that I shiver wonderfully at the memory the line your mouth traced brought gasps to my own and each bite soothed by a kiss left a mark that I adore though i've dreamt of the specifics and thought endlessly of your lips nothing could prepare me for how wonderful you and your kisses are and your hands they are perfect in their wandering way each touch sent a heat wave through my body and it was all I could do not to moan rather obscenely and you you called me beautiful and looked in to my eyes and smiled and flirted and held my hand and ran your fingers through my awful hair and you made me feel wonderful