Before the Kiss

Eyes meet for but a moment, entranced,
Time's relentless pursuit lost in their gaze,
Vulnerable to eternity's dance,
Innocence fades. Natures primitive game,
Tentative fingers of two souls entwine,
Gentle, subtle caresses grace emotions,
A warm summer breeze felt without a sign,
Fanning the flames of the building tensions,
A silent groan from the changing shadows,
Pleasures manifest as tortures so cruel,
Two anxious bodies, trapped like stone statues,
A final stand against loves potent pull,
Violent passions exalt colliding hearts,
Bodies of skin and flesh embrace at last.

Reviews

[rubie]

The build-up of passion is palpable here....slow, exquisite torture approaching release. Beautifully done.

[felioness]

Quite erotic...I liked the innocent lead up to the primitive passion 's of the flesh...how we become just that to each other in the height of passion. Very skillfully done!

[Tom]

Thank you very much for the review, it is much appreciated!