your lips are some kind of magic

when they touch me,
time stops as my body catches fire,
surging from the inside out,
rippling gooseflesh, alive,
trembling with need,

I don’t even notice where I am,
but I damn sure know I’m with you

and all I want is more

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17 thoughts on “More

  1. You will laugh when I tell you that the one thing left on my bucket list (besides going to Ireland which we’re doing next September) is to kiss someone besides Drollery. ๐Ÿ˜€ Just once! And PLEASE, God, make it a doozy! Great poem!

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