Sweet Wine Kisses

Her lips are like a wine, her kisses sweet
She tilts her head within my cupping hands
My fingers feel her neck; my heart will beat
As quickly as her passion’s pulse demands
To taste her lips intoxicates my soul
I want to drink her deeply; I will feel
The giddyness of losing self control
While knowing that her mouth, her lips, are real
There is no wine that ever will compare
With her sweet mouth when touching teeth and tongue
I wish I knew exactly when and where
Her lips were made and how they stayed so young
To taste her kiss is sweeter than the wine
We shared tonight; I want her to be mine.