INTOXICATING

Mouths speak the language of intimacy
without uttering a word
Your lips on mine so tender and sweet
with one brush we feel our passion rise,

flowing like a river of passion
towards its numinous destination
Your skin so sweet, intoxicating
with one taste I am lost

Sighing, I bring my mouth to yours
kissing deeply, asking,
Can you taste yourself on my tongue?
Skin-hunger and flavor collide

setting into motion lips, tongue
and teeth... breath-play
Touching tongue to skin
I exhale upon it, a warm breath
Your sighs spurs me on to blow

streams of air across the mouth-water
tongue-stamped to your flesh
Lips forming the symbols of intimacy,
speaking without words

That's me getting all hot under the collar again...

bravo

Aww a Kiss is like a fine wine crossing your lips.
Sipping in the flavor as the taste lingers.

It most certainly is...

Jeff...how you doing on that challenge I gave you?

Awwww here ya go Jeff could not help myself


No words need to be spoken.
This kiss is but a token.
As I touch your lips with my finger.
It is one that will linger.

Upon your lips it will stay.
You will not want to wash away.
For the taste is so sweet.
You will be able to feel the heat.

That will leave you wanting more.
Of what is in store.
Like a fine wine.
That is so divine.

The moment our lips touch.
You will remember it as such.
Like two embers that ignite.
My lips invite.

It sets the motion.
Just like a love potion.
It draws you in.
As I leave a kiss upon your skin.

Very Intoxicating poetry!

anyone else want another glass?