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Swapping Spirits.

Updated on October 17, 2009

Swapping Spirits.




Unspoken movement
propels our lips to collide
something misty in your eyes,
or a hungry look exchanged,
and then as if we are magnetic,
suddenly you are in my arms.
Noses turning, lips connecting
in a soft mash, breathlessly
drawn out in this
enveloping of two,
Like a butterfly caught
in the reeds of a pond,
gently being freed by love's
most endearing caress,
to soar together
to the heavenly bliss
of a long warm wet kiss.
Suctioned together
as tongues explore
and fingers dally
in tantalizing places.
I could spend hours
locked to your sweet lips,
damn the need to breathe,
or I might never come up.
But then there are your eyes,
all soft, wide and mooney,
that make the pauses between kisses
so intensely unique,
and kisses often
fall prey to gravity.
Endless valleys
and lovely mounds of skin,
so very much to kiss,
sharing the quiet of two
soundlessly pressing needs
from lips to lips,
and answering passions call.


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      Mamadrama 6 years ago from Upstate NY

      as tongues explore

      and fingers dally

      in tantalizing places.. wow! beautiful!