Drunk with kisses, high on your touch, on my tippy toes, one more - TopicsExpress



          

Drunk with kisses, high on your touch, on my tippy toes, one more for good luck. Caressing the light on your skin, the glow of the moon and stars we wrestle within. Sip of wine on our lips, music and rhythm on our hips, hearing whispers of desire like a burning fire. Wanted and claimed a stake marking your place. A match, a flame, tracing your face. Fingers intertwined, hands on my waist, craving your taste with no time, no haste. Our eyes locked in a sweet embrace, not found in words or sound. An offering, a vow, a sweet promise shared for then and for now.
Posted on: Sun, 06 Oct 2013 04:58:55 +0000

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