Put your lips against mine
To be crushed and blended
Into a concoction of wine, tears
And the essence of our souls
Breathe the kiss, this unique aphrodisiac
Ascend to the dizzying summit of spiralling sensations.
Your lips, a divine fruit gifted by the love-God
Offering contradictory pleasure
As they whisper velvet words which sink
Into the softness of my heart
Cooling the heat of a passion already aflame
Yet they burn trails of love on my skin
Scorching their way, firing up the cold recesses
Of a soul numbed by eons of solitude.
Your kisses, where did you learn the art
Of burning and freezing your beloved
Within a shell of timelessness, spacelessness
Drunk with this aphrodisiac
The inner world takes on a different nature
Thrown into this world I enjoy
The chords composed of my own vibrations
I realize your lips tune them
To match the ethereal music beyond.
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