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Kiss

Kiss


 Strolling along the beach one day,
I spied a young man and young woman sitting in the sand.
I overheard the following conversation.

“I wanted to kiss you in the library,” he said.
“Why didn't you?” she asked.
“Well, because we were in the library,” he replied.
“There’s only one rule in the library,” she said.
“What is that?” he asked.
“No talking,” she said.
“What is the rule on the beach?" he asked.
“No talking!” she said.


Then...they kissed.




On one of his G+ posts, +Nathan Michaels posed the following questions:

I wonder if there something special about a kiss? 
What feelings and emotions do people feel when they kiss? 
Is there any kind of sensation that they feel when they do it? 

Many thanks to +Nathan Michaels! 

 I wrote this in response:


Kiss

Lips,
pressed against another’s,
tingles;
begins on the lips.
Sensations spread,
everywhere,
across the body,
in amazing places.
Nerve endings
tense
and quiver. 
Kiss sends electricity
down the spine.
A shiver sends thrills
to many regions.
Lips get wet
and slippery,
lips part
and breath
gets mingled.
Lips,
if pressed for long,
get swollen,
plump and tender.
Both want more
than kisses now.
Tongues touching,
share liquid passion.
Hearts beat faster,
squirming starts,
wanting touches
in other parts.
Soon,
kiss must stop,
because other pleasures
desired,
may follow.
Starting,
then
stopping
Often,
makes one
feel so…hollow.

© 2013 ajwrites57
A Long
❤ ❤ ❤ 

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