Elizabeth Melton Parsons

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The Kiss

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The Kiss 

You look into my eyes__

My breath stops

as my heartbeat quickens.

Your hand brushes my hair

behind my ear.

I tremble as you

pull me close.

I shiver from the heat

of your body against mine.

Your lips come close__

soft as the wings of a butterfly

they brush against mine.

Teasing gently__

your tongue glides across my lower lip.

I sigh.

I feel your breath

so warm, so sweet.

Your teeth nibble lightly

at the softness of my lips

before your tongue

invades the warm moistness inside.

I moan.

The kiss deepens,

my tongue finds yours__

they curl and swirl

together

in some sort of primitive dance.

A low growl escapes your throat.

My head spins__

I’m transported

to a sensual realm,

Never wanting to return.

The Kiss.

Our first.

ÓElizabeth Melton Parsons

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Author: Elizabeth Melton Parsons

I'm a novelist, poet, and artist. I love books, nature, art, and gardening. I'm a rock hound and there's a photo of me with a cool fossil rock on my about page, I take a lot of nature pictures. The background here is one of mine. Unfortunately I recently lost my wonderful husband, but I'm grateful to have the blessing of two beautiful sons. elizabethmeltonparsons.wordpress.com is © Elizabeth Melton Parsons 2007-2017. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Elizabeth Melton Parsons with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

22 thoughts on “The Kiss

  1. Open a window, it’s suddenly getting warm in here.
    xxx Cwtch xxx

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  2. Oooooh !! The rest of my day is down hill from now on and it’s all your fault Elizabeth 😉 Big kiss X

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  3. Blimey, there was so much emotion pulsating through this piece. Wonderful, perfectly weighted and a bit steamy.

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