The warmth of your breath was exhilarating my thoughts ..
My heart in effervescence was gasping her life from yours ..
Being conscious that the heat-wave ..
Escaping from the opening of your mouth ..
Was intoxicating my soul.
I was attracted by your magnetism ..
Like a ship wreck on a reef ..
My desire was aspiring to get lost in your soul ..
The dangerous proximity of your lips ...
Made me anticipating the tenderness of your touch ...
The warm breeze of your breath surrounded my femininity ..
Taking possession of all my senses ....
Tenderness..passion..desire..abandon..were ravaging in my mind..
My only prayer ... "Oh! God...make him kiss me.."
Finally with your Angel touch ...
Your lips captured mine own with their hunger..
And I became your GIFT....
©Princess Fée
La bibliothèque de Princess Fée
