From the top rung of the ladder,
she slowly steps backwards
seeing me approach, touch down
then, like a whirlwind, quickly turns
kisses me full on my lips
with such an urgency
love full of passion alone would explain,
the feast for my eyes for
what seemed a long time, a fallacy of course
is forgotten by my thankless mind,
but, oh! yes my lips now receive
the same measure of pleasure,
as a love potion, with a searing taste.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
From the top rung of the ladder,
she slowly steps backwards
seeing me approach, touch down
then, like a whirlwind, quickly turns
kisses me full on my lips
with such an urgency
love full of passion alone would explain,
the feast for my eyes for
what seemed a long time, a fallacy of course
is forgotten by my thankless mind,
but, oh! yes my lips now receive
the same measure of pleasure,
as a love potion, with a searing taste.
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