old, new again

Re-posting something I wrote a time ago. Because I'm feeling it.

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Oh, softest kiss of greeting, the butterfly flicker of greeting and hello. Nip and nibble of lower lip. What will you taste like today? The texture and taste of your skin. Breathing it in as I trace you with words of adoration and praise.
Oh passion. Opening my eyes to see yours. Tasting me, tasting you. Tongue and tooth and breath. Devour me as I devour you and let us fall into one another.

Let me count the ways I miss the kiss. The intimacy of shared moments.

I miss the brief rake of stubble in cheeky peck.
I miss the devouring heat of passion.
I miss the friendly busk.

I miss the kiss.