15 July 2013

Something happened.

Lips meet.

Something happens, an intensity of locked eyes, staring deep into the others' soul.  The things that you see - desire, lust, love, longing, all felt the moment our lips touched in tender gentleness.  I could almost taste you before we'd even touched. The gentleness of your lips, your probing tongue, the roughness of the stubble against my face.

A gentle moment, tender and intimate, an exchange of breath and closeness, passion and lust.  A moment shared.

Something happened.

1 comment:

  1. Dearest Kat,

    it would appear something *has* happened.

    Yours, as always, A x