Your lean when it's time to begin.
Our lips are pressed together.
Now let's do it again.
We're tongue tied and twisted.
I'm lovin'it.
Your kiss.
I'm floating on air.
And the wind is going thru my hair.
I'm there.
From a kiss made by the french.
In my heart i feel a twitch.
It jumps and bumps.
Thumps.
Kurplunks.
Your kiss.
By itself does this.
Pushing and gliding.
All four lips colliding.
Into you I'm diving.
Soft pecks.
Become rough frenches.
Different types of kisses.
We stop and catch our breath.
Patiently wondering what's next.
Another round in your mouth.
Or going further at my house.
I smile to signal a thanks.
4 the feeling you gave.
A small kiss on the cheek.
And a good night baby.
