Love Flows

If time were to stand still and our anticipations bump in togetherness
then it would be because we are kissing, not the kiss of friendship
lips to cheek to cheek, but mouth to mouth, open wide accepting
pressing, swishing liquid desire flowing back and forth as our tongues
make first wanton contact where we stand, as our hands become
explorers to forgotten naked frontiers with me leaking openly before we
finally succumb, making the sounds that lovers make as our liquid love
flow takes us on breathless adventures only imagined.


Time will then surely stand still.