Kiss, kiss Valentine

And when there is just one touch left in these finger tips they will still reach for you. Your love, your love. When my days are numbered and there are so few left, mine will reach for you. My love, my love. Treasures of the mind we see, together making all that is and was, what is now what will be, our love, our love.






The words may not find my lips, but they are not lost completely, the path to my heart is open, and yours, with your kiss. I close my eyes and my vision is of you with my mind re-creating those moments...you know...our moments. Your lips and your kiss are what I taste and ache for, yes that incredible mouth.... I think your soul really does live in there and I peek inside, with all of mine. I see you love. I see you. Your soul calls to mine, and takes over my nights. Is there anything else but you? When all else fails me in this world, yours is my steadfast anchor, you are my rock. You... and your kiss...your sweet kiss. Sweet ecstasy in your kiss, on your lips, on mine. Not one day will I ever exist without you, without your kisses.

My lips tingle as they intertwine

your bottom lip, in between mine

softly sucking, so moist so wet

a gentle bite and then a tug

our bodies embrace

a soft whisper over flesh

kiss me... kiss me...



Lips are for kissing
so soft and beautiful
  luscious mounds waiting
put yours to mine
kiss me... kiss me...



Tease me with your tongue
brushing over my flesh
our lips touch and we kiss
succulent, sensual, pleasing
smoothly, gently sliding
our lips, a wet moist seam
kiss me... kiss me...



Your mouth protruding
thick and tantalizing
taunt me... tease me...
My lips are sealed
kiss me...