Death's Kiss
DEATH’S KISS
Dear Life,
I look for a kiss that will last a lifetime. Her soft wet lips pressed sweetly to mine. Our warm beginnings and our lustful stares. The heavenly scent of erotica filling the air. This would be a long journey, somewhat for her, somewhat for me. Can this truly be? A long wet kiss only for me. Our bodies pressed together sweat forming on my head. The moment you walk away, will I really be dead?
So life, as you can plainly see. I long for that kiss that will set me free.
Michael Browning
Dear Life,
I look for a kiss that will last a lifetime. Her soft wet lips pressed sweetly to mine. Our warm beginnings and our lustful stares. The heavenly scent of erotica filling the air. This would be a long journey, somewhat for her, somewhat for me. Can this truly be? A long wet kiss only for me. Our bodies pressed together sweat forming on my head. The moment you walk away, will I really be dead?
So life, as you can plainly see. I long for that kiss that will set me free.
Michael Browning
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