Kissing Control Away

A light breeze tugged her ponytail westbound. She rests on my chest, and now, she’s looking into my eyes. My heart quickens its beat, and now, I can see her cherry red lips approach mine. A cataclysmic explosion of firm kisses and sensual tongue tastes in the wishing well tested even the best of me. And now, I think she took what’s left of me. 

(Dusting off Dreams #34 out of 166k in poem)

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