|To Kiss Your Lips
I walked through a desert for many years,
to press my lips up against yours.
Please don't pull back when I get to you,
because kissing your lips is all I want to do!
My endless search, my burning quest,
for your luscious lips, I will not rest.
Full of nectar, dripping with moisture.
Convincing myself it's worth the torture.
Suddenly, as I get to you,
I stumble to the ground.
I grab and grope up your thighs,
you tenderly bend down.
I shout in my head.
Our lips they finally touch.
I drink forever...
From lips I Love So Much!
Written by Tommy G.
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Poem from my poetry book Lover Erotica
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