the night we kiss
prickles with heat
sultry silence
filling the close distance
between our lips -
with measured breaths
of shy reverence
i whisper her name
the sound dripping off my tongue
smoky succulent slowness
sweet caramel -
a cry
a craving
give me more!
so she generously obliges -
Her face mere inches from my own
reflects the moon like quicksilver
the universe pauses mid-stride
to watch for the moment our lips collide
in a rush of hands tangled in hair
knitting our souls
one with the other
i gasp at the event horizon
that signals the beginning of everything
as the world explodes in a meteor shower of stars
About the Creator
Sara Little
Writer and high school English teacher seeking to empower and inspire young creatives, especially of the LGBTQIA+ community
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Comments (2)
Cute!
So sweet and tender, I like it so much!