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Hello blogging world. I decided to go out on a limb and put one of my own written works out there on the net. I'm pretty proud of it; it's the best thing I've written besides the tragedy of Emily and Michael. It's about a kiss; a very passionate kiss. This is how my love makes me feel whenever his lips touch mine. I hope y'all like it.
Here goes:

Your eyes, dazzling orbs of amber,

Look into mine;

Dancing,

Swimming with promises and desire.

My lips tingle in anticipation, and my gaze drops

To your lips;

Tantalizing in the uncertain, dim moonlight.

Your eyes burn into mine;

Blazing with desire.

I can take it no longer!

I begin to close the distance between us,

Slowly, slowly,

Adding to the atmosphere;

The air so thick I cannot draw a breath.

Then, bliss!

Our lips meet, pressing,

pressing,

Moving against each other, building the friction,

The bittersweet heat.

My tongue dances behind my lips.

My mind is a haze,

Focused only on this kiss.

My hands slowly run up your sides,

Making you tremble and gasp.

I close your body in an embrace.

Your sweet tongue sweeps over my lips,

Teasing;

Inviting.

My lips part, and I gently explore the sacred place where the souls lie.

The essence of our lives, our deepest secrets,

Pass through one body to another.

My pulse quickens;

My blood boils

And I am out of my mind with the rush of sensation.

You withdraw, eyes closed,

Lost in the heat of the moment.

Your mouth trails from my lips,

Over my cheek,

Blazing a scalding-hot trail

Down to the sensitive flesh of my throat.

I feel your breath on my neck,

Stimulating the nerves just under your lips.

You torture,

You tease,

As your tongue dances lightly upon my skin.

A sigh escapes my lips,

My breathing escalates,

My heart thunders in my ears.

Time seems to slow,

and your lips finally touch the delicate covering of my throat.

You gently pull on the soft skin.

Your hands snake up my spine,

Caressing my arms,

My sides,

My back,

All the way up to the nape of my neck,

Tousling the hair.

My lips yearn for yours;

My body craves contact.

I pull you closer,

Squeezing you to me until we are so close we are one.

My hands gently tug at your hair,

Imploring you,

Begging you to take my kiss.

You slowly raise your head and cover my lips with yours.

Release!

My hands race over your body,

Stroking your sides.

We slowly pull apart.

You look into my eyes with a look-

A look of love and happiness.

My mind reels with a dazzling feeling of euphoria.

After you leave,

The memory of that kiss lingers;

Lingers on my lips like the last rays of sun

Remain etched into the night sky just after dusk.

And I sit alone;

My lips longing

For yours again.