The terrain of the skin, the quadrilateral continents of the epidermis all seismically twitching at the sight of bindable lips. The void anticipation as two pairs of puckered lips glide in empty space to unite in a battle of satisfaction. The tumultuous scan of the eyes as they survey the dissolving surroundings and prepare for blind submission to the discovery of another human kiss. The gravitational pull of the faces spiraling closer together until a new kiss is invented again. As a delightful repetition the kiss is performed in unrehearsed spontaneity and in that darkness of the moment when contact is made with the skin, lips and tongue, all together exist in the effusiveness of the passionate sojourn.
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That was a beautiful description of a kiss, Really liked that
ps is the painting urs