Stolen Kiss (Part 2) Poem by Pen Anthony

As my lips perched on your tender ones
i drifted to a place between-
magical and heavenly
your breath mating with mine
was like a wind slowly blowing a soaring
eagle
i was rising higher than the clouds.

I ran my fingers in your fluffy hair
lightly pulling you to me
i could feel the warmth in your breath
as my tongue proposed to your’s
gently they entwined -
each eager to taste the other.
Our noses fondly touched-
each striving to pass down air to their
master-and mistress.

At the back of my neck i felt a pair of hands
pulling me closer to you
i gave in -as it was more than i had
bargained.
A minute and a half longer
then i felt your lips withdraw
i got the cue and did the same.

As gently as your lips unwrapped from mine
your hands too left my neck
you looked down with a blush
i smiled as that was just but a lenient
punishment for my-stolen kiss.