The Kiss
She invites him in, open mouthed -- eager,
Though her rabbit heart kicks with all its might.
As flames of passion ignite inside her,
She gives herself to ravishing delight.
Hearts now a-thunder, they crash together,
Straining chest to chest, arching hip to hip.
Blood afire, they consume one another,
Pressing mouth to mouth, fusing lip to lip.
Tongues entwine as hands in hair entangle,
A passionate language left unspoken.
They fall into bed, the sheets they mangle,
And yet the kiss remains (still) unbroken.
About the Creator
Kyle Cejka
Kyle Cejka is an incarcerated author whose profile is facilitated by his Wife, Cydnie. He lacks direct internet access, but is determined to fulfill his lifelong dream of being a world-reknowned bestselling author despite any obstacles.
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