Sweet Kisses

We've kissed countless times...

Yet, every time feels like the first.

Passion, the prescribed drug of choice

happily secreted in each embrace

soft, warm, moist, sweet tasting...

These sweet kisses,

insatiable, overflowing,

12 oz. of passion poured into an 8 oz. cup,

leaving us,

slurping up every drop,

like sharing a plate of spaghetti

our lips,

destined to make contact.

Your tongue, your lips, your saliva,

foreign to my bodily chemistry

yet, this emotional chemistry

completes me,

like cellular fusion,

we can't resist becoming one.

These sweet kisses,

don't define our love,

they are the sustenance,

nurturing this love

blossoming this love

strengthening this love

non-withering, thriving,

giving this love, never ending LIFE...

Kiss me!