Her Kiss

~’O how so my longing grows

igniting my appetite~

~Imbuing the passion of my soul

burning deep inside~

~To hold her close embracing of

kissing tongues entwined~

~Waltzing to the dance of love

keeping perfect time~

~Exciting senses deep within

coming of arise~

~Sending shivers through our skin

climbing to of high~

~Hearts in racing two as one

melding breast of breast~

~Beating pounding like of drum

exploding in our chests~

~Like that of magic entrancing us

unto of Passions bliss~

~As we make this thing called love

locked with of kiss~

~Flying higher than the highest high

riding the Astral Plane~

~Throughout the stars of Paradise

burning Passions’ flame~

~Her kiss is that of dreams are made

of perfect fantasy~

~Riding the erotic interstate

unto of ecstasy~

~I long our sweet embracing of 

kissing tongues entwined~

~Waltzing to the dance of love

keeping perfect time~

~Exciting senses deep within

coming of arise~

~Sending shivers through our skin

climbing to of high~

Duke Sherman