How can a kiss, mean so much and yet be so little?
Lips touching lips, convey so much, communicate the emotions that words cannot always explain.
Why do we kiss?
Nothing else says as much as a meaningful kiss. There is no greeting card that can replace what a real kiss means. There is no fitting word for the engulfment of a truly passionate kiss, one that you lose yourself in, and time stands still, or disappears altogether.
When your lips touch mine, they taste like wine.
When tongues begin to explore, I want so much more.
After all, we never kiss with just our lips; we also kiss with our arms, our hands, our noses, our hearts.
Kiss me and make me yours.
About the Creator
Karen Cave
A mum, a friend to many and I love to explore dark themes and taboos in my writing.
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Karen x
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