How many years I must have yearned for someone’s lips against mind. Pheromones, newly born, were floating between us. There was hardly any air. She kissed me again, reaching that place that sends messages to toes and fingertips, then all the way to something like home. Some music was playing on its own. Nothing like a woman who knows to kiss the right thing at the right time, then kisses the things she’s missed. How had I ever settled for less? I was thinking this is intelligence, this is the wisest tongue since the Oracle got into a Greek’s ear, speaking sense. It’s the Good, defining itself. I was out of my mind. Also See: Passionate Kiss She was in. We married as soon as we could. Deep Desires
Author: Stephen Dunn
5 comments:
nice post
loves it
@chirag
Thanks Chirag... Keep On visiting, as I'm gonna expand the collection of very best poems of all the times... Stay Tuned and Feel The Rhythm Of Love... :)
romantic :) you are always good at that !
keep moving
/DeepaK
@DeEpAK KaRtHiK (420)
Thanks Dude... :)
Wow...very beautiful.
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