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When we Kiss

Come dance with my wildness
And play in my beautiful mess
And drip wild poetry
On my lips
When we kiss

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Montanaman · M
The sounds, normally go unheard. But in the realm of in betweens, my heartbeat reverberates like a bass drum, my breath like that of a warm autumn breeze, and the wings of a moth, like a ceiling fan in slow motion. To behold the sound of a kiss, the feel, the touch, the taste, soft as a cloud, hard as Passion allowed. Savoring the intensity. It's a shame that other's take all this for granted, never knowing what they will miss. The rustle of anxious dreams.
And the touch of wet lip flesh upon flesh, tongues dancing, heart romancing, naked neck anticipation, yes, neck kisses sending electric signals, and they quickly travel south. A soft decadent moan from your mouth...
And the rustle of anxious dreams.
💋
-Kelly.