Warm flush crimson
Hidden
Fingertips dance a pattern of
Soon, soon
Laying safe in my arms
Pressing warm lips in tentative
Give way to the push of closer need
Actinic fire crashes
Distant and still
So close
No competition for the fission of fire
Tracing its way through my veins
Last part
And the fading taste of amaretto
kiss
Sitting alone, watching the sunset
Let me wrap you in my embrace
Tell me what you think/want/hope
I’ll show you my flaws and hope you don’t run
Show me your scars
I’ll kiss every one.
Like strangers or just strange
Foreigners even to our selves
Let us travel
And discover each other
We are not bound by convention
Why proceed conventionally
Break with our mundane reality
Let us know each other and be reborn
Or forego the metaphysics
and kiss me
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Lips
Kissing you is epiphany and apology
Taste of resin and smoke
Taste like coming home
Every apology that comes slipping out of you
Finds my lips on your’s
Giving you the only absolution you need
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sex is a partnership
the wet strength of your tongue caresses
catch your eyes,
drink in your gaze as the pleasure rolls through
reach down and pull you up,
tasting your mouth that tastes of me.
straddle my mouth, tasting your beauty
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The moment it all begins
He pulled her aside, away from the main floor but still in sight of others. Wanting her to feel safe but still private. The fire in his heart flared when he looked at her, uncertain to the purpose of this meeting. Weeks of casual flirting had led them here, to this.
“I’m going to kiss you,” he growled. His voice heavy with need and the hint of a question.
“ok,” she replied, soft and not sure where this was going.
She leaned in, eyes closed. but instead of the light pressure on lips she felt soft flesh against the side of her neck, kisses up the back of her, spine. The feel of him against her, kisses on her throat, small nibbles on her ears, his hands in her hair. kiss after kiss trailing across across her cheek until finally, the light kiss against lips; tongue licking against her inviting her, mouth open, pressure and need pushing and pulling, just this shapeless moment. Somehow heightened by the eyes of their coworkers. Breaking apart. His forehead rests against hers. Eyes to eyes.
“come out with me tonight?” he asks
Pelgris 