A Kiss

The prelude

Gazes fixed, basking

In a flame of souls

Closer, closer

Inhaling sweetness

Senses charged

Eyes close to see the moment

A gravitational pull

And so it begins

A heated crimson dance

Tasting the hidden

The centre, the whole

Words spoken

In a sigh that fills

Slow in pace

A euphoric rush

A kiss

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