Addictive Kiss

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What was in her kiss
laced with Nicotine?
Such an addictive-forming habit
from her fleshy lips.
Contact acts like a needle
pushing into my
reactive blood.
I am pulsing full
of pleasure from her
perfect kiss.
I bite at her lip
to squeeze a bit
of her juice
onto my tongue.
It takes sweet
but stings, too.
I want to put out my desire
under my boot,
yet I crave my next moment
to press skin.
Under my eyes,
I see a density
of air captured
in her breath
and exhaled
into a puff
of extracted
ecstasy.
Now here breathing
reminds me of those precious moments…

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