More

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,
urgent

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

and all I want is more

-image credit wishespoint.com

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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