i’ve known the delicate
space between our mouths
a breath before they meet.
i’ve caught the wafting
death of your fragrant flowers
when bitter became sweet.
but i’ve never known a
touch like this
when grit and silk
make such a kiss.
i’ve known the delicate
space between our mouths
a breath before they meet.
i’ve caught the wafting
death of your fragrant flowers
when bitter became sweet.
but i’ve never known a
touch like this
when grit and silk
make such a kiss.
Southern Musings 
A fine a capture of a special kiss.
oh now that gives me shivers,… we should all have such kisses
shouldnt we though?