“Lips like wine,

A kiss to suit my inner darkness,
Wild and uncontrollable,
Even by us as we do it.
Hands that move wildly
Glow like a second moon in the star shine.
You pull away, no more grunts,
No more sighs or an attempt to break away.
I am confused at first but then your mouth opens,
The words you speak stick in my mind.
They sparkle like diamonds,
They are the jewels brought by heating passion.

“Lips like wine,
Pale flesh I can’t break away from.
They tempt me, steal my heart,
This passion I dare not break away from.
I see sweat on your neck,
As it wrenches from pleasure,
I dare not break away.
If I broke away could I ever see this again?
This perfect moment, perfect lust,
Not hindered by classification or laws.”

I have no answer,
Only a light purr.
It is all I can utter,
But it speaks louder then any word.
I feel your hands begin their mindless search,
Your mouth returns to mine,
Lips of wine
Meeting salty tasting thin ones.

You break away, making it hard for me to think,
We haven’t finished,
Haven’t even made the bed creak.
You take in the image as the moon lights the way,
You look as though you’ve run out of things to say.
I come forward but you pull back,
A teaser to the very end,
More playful then I’ve ever seen, my little Puck.

“Tempting from your lips to your body,
Tempting in ways
That I was taught are naughty.
I am trying so hard,
Trying to throw passion to the wind,
But deep down I know,
That this is more then just a kiss.”

I want to forget about your morals,
I want to forget about sin.
I want to only know this moment,
Only know your body.
I want to be hurled by winds of passion,
Enter the second ring early.
Because being teased and tempted
Only makes it so much more darling.