**A Nectarous Kiss**
As gentle breezes brush against my lips,
I yearn for yours, a taste of paradise.
Like ripe damask, plump with honey’s drip,
Their sweetness calls to me, a symphony of spice.
When our mouths meet, a trembling ecstasy,
Release a fragrance that intoxicates.
Passions ignite, a fervent mystery,
Where secrets whispered dance with softest gates.
Each kiss a promise, whispered in the air,
A siren’s call that bids me venture forth.
Passion’s sweet nectar, flowing free and fair,
Invites my soul to quench its ardent thirst.
Oh, let our lips forever kiss and dance,
A communion of love, a rapturous trance.
