Your mouth
luscious & wet
kissing now the back
now the front
of my arching neck
its bliss
flitting like a butterfly
from kiss
to kiss
awaiting with anticipation
what pleasure
will befall me
as your lips
kiss & kiss
&
kiss
my swooning skin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lot of passion in that one.