Love’s Kiss

Love’s kiss in the morning at the nape of your neck. Love’s light enters during sunrise, we watch together. You’re caught watching your Love as she prepares for her day. She smiles at you with sultry come-hither eyes. She showers, you join her. Your fervent love enters her gateway. Your dynamic love perfectly fits her soaked aperture. You both let love in. Your love explodes in the morning.*

Love’s kiss in the afternoon at the nape of your neck. Love’s lunch is but a spot of champagne as your Love taste your lips. You’re caught watching her voluptuous form as she explores the world before her. She smiles at you with seductive come-hither eyes. Your unruly desire to take her hand, pull her close and taste love upon her lips wins favor. She squeezes your hand leading you into an unlit passageway. You push her against a cool brick barrier, kissing her neck and lips. Lifting her skirt, you discover she’s exploring freedom. Your fervent love enters her gateway. Your dynamic love perfectly fits her soaked aperture. You both let love in. Your love explodes in the afternoon.*

Love’s kiss in the evening at the nape of your neck. Love’s sunsets upon her curvaceous landscape as you watch the moonlight kiss each valley of her form. You’re caught watching your Love as she lies on a bed of roses looking more delectable than a rich man’s supper. She smiles at you with passionate come-hither eyes. You walk slowly towards her making sure to take in all of her: From her caramel skin, her heaving heart, her ample breasts, her well-rounded hips to her supple soft legs. You arrive, finally, to your Love. She pulls you in close, your fervent love enters her gateway. Your dynamic love perfectly fits her soaked aperture. You both let love in. Your love explodes in the evening. She wants more.*

She pulls you in closer, deeper, longer, more passionately. Don’t let go, don’t stop she whispers. You fulfill her every need by reaching the deepest parts of her soul. Your fervent love dives deeper into her gateway. Your intense love perfectly fits her aperture; you’ve molded it for you. You both let love in. Your love explodes well into the next morning.*

She quietly weeps, filled with overwhelming emotion Delight. Love. Excitement. Sadness. Hurt. Anger. Resentment. Jealousy sets in as She realizes… Damn! He has another. Damn! She is no longer me.

Someone, please Wake me from this beautiful nightmare ‘Cause, I’ll be DAMNED if I let you go!

—- For “My Love” N’cki Jaxon, @TheOnly1LadyJ Artwork: Muhammed Salah