xada_storm: Inspired Kiss (for lack of better title)

Oh, to again lie under the night sky,
sharing such splendor.

I curse the earth in its spinning;
precious minutes slip by unchecked.

Only wishing to stay through
one never-ending night,

To lay near your warm form,
forgoing such restrictions.

My head reeling, lips tingling,
from such delicious contact.

Even into the morning, the taste still lingered
on my tongue; metallic, sustaining.

Yet however pleasant as a memory,
indeed much sweeter in present tense.

The End

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