I’m sad today and I need some kissin.

I need you close. Close enough

To linger in your warm breath, making me high

To drink in the scent of your neck.

I need your lips, soft so soft, kissing without craft or agenda

Lips that part and purse and suck just so.

With that little bit of tongue that I can’t get enough of.

Inspired by the work of Lillith Elaine

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