Poetry for the night… Passions

The kiss
With such tenderness
caressing with his carefulness and
loving softness
the touch ever so strong as smooth
Unmistakable wanting but not pushing
Longing for more
Exploring and enjoying at the same time
No limits
the warmth of the other body
so close to mine that
I couldn’t tell if it’s his or my sweat
wetting the shirts that
keep our skin from touching that
make us longing to tear them up and
expose ourselves to each other
be closer to each other as close as possible
Breathe each other.