Erotic art & poem: Kiss

This pencil on paper drawing of two women about to kiss was my first drawing in a long time. I’m not one to ramble about my sketches, so I wrote a poem instead:

Their Kiss

Their lips tremble,
seconds of eternity.

Their fingers intertwine,
moments of timelessness.

Breasts press close,
heat surges.

Breath mingles,
thoughts align.

Lips meet,
bliss is found.

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