Hearts beat like
drums of desire.
A first kiss blooms,
petals brushing against the soul.
A suspended moment,
time halts,
breaths meld into one,
the world fades to a whisper.
Lips meet in a dance of fire.
A symphony of senses,
the brush of skin,
the taste of longing,
the intoxicating scent
of closeness,
the soft melody of
a shared heartbeat.
Like a wildfire,
passion ignites,
consuming doubts,
leaving only want,
hands intertwine,
bodies draw near,
lost in the heat of
the moment’s hold.
Desire surges,
a primal force,
flames of longing,
a hunger as lips
seek to merge.
In that kiss,
a universe is born,
galaxies collide.
A lingering echo,
colors of love’s awakening,
a memory etched
in the fabric of time,
a reminder of that primal,
sensual moment,
when two souls
ignite in a kiss.