Kiss

It's that moment when a smile realises its about to be chased away.
When a pair of brown eyes make contact with grey ones.
The look down to your lips before back at your eyes, the challenge stated.
As if by magic, our heads begin a gradual incline, you to the left, me to the right.
Your lips part and your warm breath caresses my lips as you feed me life.
A breathless kiss as if the need to breathe is no longer important in this moment.
It's that line between maybe she will, maybe she won't lean forward to deepen this.
That sigh, fuck that sigh when the kiss weakens me as your tongue duels with mine in slow strokes.
When I realise my upper hand by licking your top lip slowly before gently bitting your bottom one.
The shiver that goes through you, do you have any idea how that turns me on?
It's my right hand fisted in your hair as my left pulls your closer.
Your right arm on my waist as your left touches my face gently.
The moment we pull back to breathe and gather ourselves, lungs bursting to expand.
When stormy grey eyes meet molten brown eyes with clear intent.

The kiss of I've missed you.
The kiss of I want you.
The kiss of I love you.
The kiss of remembrance.
The kiss of the future.
The kiss of life.