Be Warned Another Mushy One From My Muse

A kiss is just a kiss or is it?  I don’t think a kiss is ever just a kiss especially when it is something you dream of every night.  This poem came about because of my dreams about one person and the observations I made within my dream. It is simply a list of the items but I think it turned out pretty poetic.

 

Moonlight, star filled skies

The sweet taste of soft lips

Warm soft loving sighs

Steady thump of heartbeats

Tasting, teasing, memorizing

Silken skin on masculine skin

So familiar yet so new

Dreams of wiry hair

Dreams of moans

Crying out your name

Tender blissful affection

Ahhh sigh again

fungirlmmm fungirlmmm
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1 Response Mar 3, 2010

Nice