Stolen Kisses
We see each other in passing routinely
Sneaking a peak here and there
So very discreetly
Words unspoken in midair
When the elevator doors closed
He reached in and kissed my lips
Tongues danced like they were composed
With eyes closed like an eclipse
Tensions mounted as my heart skipped a beat
Not wanting it to end
As the doors opened we tried to play discreet
But inside we couldn’t pretend
This was not long awaited
The longing could not dismiss
Lips left much elated
Until the next time of stolen kisses
10 comments:
Nice! :)
how sweet. i love the photo!
sweet....got to love those little moments and they mean so much in a relationship...
Reminds me of an office party and a co-worker of mine in a rarely used area off the main rooms...
You have me quite intrigued...is something happening in the office? Nevermind, in case someone is reading this lol :)
LOL...Well Write Girl...It was based on a true story :)
Got an eyebrow up on this piece! Nice!!!!
Sweeeeeeeeeeeet
That was a very delightful history
Liked this prose [and its sentiment].
Stolen kisses definitely have their moments.
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