In That Instant Poem by Robbie O'Ryan

Whilst the kiss is sublime, the most exquisite joy comes
In that instant, just before my lips meet hers
When but the thinnest veil of air separates
And hot breath can be felt, tasted, savored
In that instant, where eyes meet and desire peaks
When all else fades to black in the background
And only her lips exist, a cherry red bliss
In that instant, when man and woman subside
Replaced by lion and lioness, primal and raw
When claws slowly unsheathe and teeth bare
Breathing quickens, skin burns, and hearts pound…
And then… lips touch in a fiery, passionate burst