It was a hole in the wall kind of place,
Tables and booths,
Not much space,
Where I sat beside her,
And gently caressed her face,
Her smile was teaseing,
Inviting me to taste,
I wanted those lips,
With not a moment to waste,
Her kiss was passion,
Sensual grace,
Hungering for more,
I matched her pace,
Hard yet gentle,
Tounges dance and chase,
Deeper.. growing.. never enough,
Two hearts together race,
I could feel her heat,
Through our embrace,
Drawing me in,
Nothing would ever replace,
The desire in that kiss..

Best wishes -SirHanz

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