Anatomy of a Kiss

His lips skim hers and she awakes among fluctuating scents and promises of flavors. Moment by moment, the rediscovery of his presence condenses to tactile recognition of her own lust - lust for love, for life, for being.
A rhythmical prose.
A kiss is music and dance. Isn't it?

This is a work of erotic fiction intended for mature audiences only and is not to be read by individuals under the age of 18 or the legal age in their jurisdiction. All individuals portrayed in this story are over the age of 18.