The heat of the kiss in tasting her mind
Art in kissing a serious specialist kind
Of all this a way her passions unwind
Hands also have place mostly refined
A 'give it all kiss' is never just share
French says all starts with the stare
Kiss like this lay all secrets bare
Is this the woman for whom you care?
To follow the stare eyes fall asleep
Taste of her soul emotions go weep
And just before heartbeats too steep
Not a second too late legs away sweep
To push to the limits then after go slow
Halt it again, breath carefully grow
Until at last now balance to show
You're mind a tornado this her you owe
One of a kind this kiss not for all
On moonlit eve's both standing tall
Every stare helps souls who then fall
Level you stand while she gives you all
Arno Le Roux 20l4
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