Fantasy Kiss


At first no more than a brushing of my lips along her 
cheek, her arms hold me like she needs me, I hold her 
like she is the tendril that allow me to grasp reality, 
for she is.  Slowly her lips find my neck, barely moist 
she leaves a row of tiny kisses down to my shoulder.  
my hands run through her hair slowly massaging her 
neck, and then I take hold of her neck join our lips 
together.  The Passion and flavor explode, she holds 
me even tighter her nails just starting to dig into my 
back.  Slowly as I grasp her I lift her from her feet 
and lay her down in the soft grass, never letting our 
lips part.  Though I am but kneeling she pulls me over 
her until we both lie on our backs in the grass.  
Finally our lips part, but there is no finality, no 
sadness for I know she is still there, she will stay 
with me, and I can kiss her again.

fulgin...
3/18/95