The Merge of Lips

Once again she turned,
she looked at me with those eyes,
eyes that owned the grip to my heart,
a grip that never hurt.

She stretched her hand,
her short smooth hand,
an even shade of dark chocolate.

She opened her lips,
That door to a white set of teeth,
With a tongue that gives me pleasure.

She opened them wider,
made an invisible shade to her eyes,
she held me seductively, then came her kiss.
and I melted, only that my body remained,
I got carried away to the moon
, only my feet remained,
I felt it, what just she makes me feel;
Love.