The Kiss

You're lying in my arms, I kiss the top of your head;
This is how it starts when you're lying in my bed;

I grab you by the hair, you fall into the sheets;
You look into my eyes, my lips toward yours and meets;

I float back up at once, I kiss behind your ear;
Your stomach starts to tingle, my voice is all you hear;



"I love you" 's all you hear, as my lips contact your neck;
The collarbone get's taken next, with a loving little peck;

A little more from lips, as you're kissed between your breasts;
It's then you know I cannot stop, you're longing for the rest;

My hands are big and feel so warm upon your nipple firm;
But lips keep trailing off the chest, it's now the stomach's turn;



The hands both drift down as lips do, right down to your hips;
Your hips begin to arch upright, at the feeling of my lips;

From outside to the inside, my lips feel soft and warm;
The arching of your hips are teased, as my lips are torn;

Away from where they're resting, as they trail some more;
The inside of your thighs then tingle and your head will soar;



Slowly to the knees, the lips completing both the halves;
My hands feel strong and like they're safe, as I rub your calves;

Finish down the ankle, kissing as it goes;
Making sure I've loved you whole as I finish at your toes...