Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Collision

Our mouths collide.
We try to bury our tongues deeper than they can go.

Alive. Awake.

We get high together
And caress each other with fingertips.

Our kisses taste like wine.
Intoxicating...
Sweet...
Delicious...
Divine.

As we merge our energy
You look me in the eyes
Unable to speak
You become a part of me.
I become a part of you.

We become love.

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