Souls and Lips

"Soul meets soul on lovers' lips."  ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

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His fingers entwined with her coppery locks as he gently tilted her head back to gaze into the stormy depths of her eyes. Her heartbeat kicked up a notch and she swallowed a small lump in the back of her throat. She anticipated what was coming, but wasn't sure she was prepared. It had been over a year since she'd had any physical contact with a man.

Butterflies had fluttered in her tummy at the first gentle press of lips a few weeks ago. Those other two kisses had been quick and tentative. But something in her told her this would be on a totally different level. He lowered his head to her forehead and held there a moment before brushing her lips with his. Her eyelids flew open at the tingling sensation as she kissed back, her arms automatically winding up around his neck.

Try as she may, she could no longer keep romantic notions and images at bay and indulged herself, much as she indulged herself in the kiss. She was right, she was not at all prepared! His body heat wrapped her body as the kiss wrapped her soul. She stood on tiptoes for better access. One hand remained cradling her head, while the other had dropped down to the small of her back, pulling her in and bringing her closer. The touch of his hand on her skin sent little tingles throughout her body. She caressed his cheek and sipped kisses from him, parting her lips slightly.

He responded with a murmur of approval and tilted her head further, deepening the kiss. She swam in the sensations. She felt a lightening in her chest, as her heart chakra opened up a fraction more, allowing positive emotions and thoughts in. They paused mid-kiss to come up for a breath of air, not letting go of each other.

He lowered his head to her neck and breathed deeply, dropping a small kiss there. She brought his lips back to hers and nuzzled his nose in an eskimo kiss. He remarked that her nose was cold and pink and she snuggled closer to his teddybear warmth, saying she was already starting to warm up. His fingers brushed against the side of her breast, a feather light touch as she resumed the kiss.

The intensity was never forced and there was nothing hurried, nor frantic; no tonsil hockey here. With most men, you gave them an inch; softening your lips, and they'd take a mile; rushing in clumsily. Or the other scenario, you'd initiate the kiss and in their enthusiasm they'd end up ruining the moment. Not so with him.

She half expected him to sweep her up off her feet and carry her away. But it was two in the morning and he had a long drive ahead of him. He did tell her that she could kick him out at any time. Right, like she really wanted to do that.

They broke off and left the screened-in room, peeking up at the sky, which had cleared of rain. Stars could be seen and while she was gazing up at them, he drew her in and snuck another kiss much to her delight. She giggled and kissed back and reluctantly pushed him away, reminding him of the hour and drive ahead. He responded with something clever about the illusion of time - which earned him another kiss. She shook her head with a smile on her face. They said goodnight.

She licked her lips. They still tingled as she went back in the house, her face flushed and body humming: Reveling in the knowledge she had never been kissed quite like that before.


And that was how a real man kissed a woman.


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"There's just something about kissing with your whole body. It becomes more than a kiss. It becomes a dance. It becomes a song. It becomes a moment. It transcends and elevates your vibration. A kiss can touch the soul and awaken you. A kiss can heal." ~LunaEllaAldora

His kisses heal me.

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