Literature
.:kissing:.
I have your breath on my face,
on my skin,
in my soul,
and my heart begins to race,
on my mind,
in my chest,
and I think I'm gonna die,
if you don't come any closer,
so move more into me,
and make things better...
Touch,
very simple,
so complex,
my struggle,
to go on,
with your hands on my waist,
electricity,
so easy,
so hard,
to go on,
locked up safe in yor embrace,
hearts in synch setting the pace,
it's a race,
to see who can get there first...
Your tongue,
so soft,
and your lips,
curious on mine,
we explore,
forbidden worlds,
together in this endless moment,
gone in a second,
never forget it:
it can never c