I like the 2 tongues dancing together like a wave that never end. You feel the tide of desire. You are flooded by the instant passion created from desire. You even forget you are kissing. You feel at peace you feel relax you feel excited at the same time. You feel so good. The time doesn’t exist anymore. You don’t want this to stop. You feel the wind of my respiration. We are the victim of our mutual abandon we are cast away in each other. You try to delay the rescue. As soon you feel my tongue moving backward your tongue grab mine inviting me for and other dance marathon. With the music of you heart rhythm. We are dancing and dancing. And it’s only after a long, long time what we realize that our hands were exploring the island. Even now our lips are still refusing to let go. We should be prepared for the storm we know is coming this way. But we are not. the fear of loosing this kiss again is to important to let go….. a least for one more second and one more and one more ……

Minha Pessoa Ideal I am not looking.
But i can't close my eyes.