A fortunate brush of thin lipluscious skin which stuck breathtakingly electrifying between us.
Two strangers deciding communication was best unspoken,
in serendipitous synchronisity.
In that fleeting moment where we melted into each other, we moved in unison.
The solid earth shifted tectonically underneath unsteady feet,
your taste, rich and satisfying against my hunger;
Ironic against sardonic of a sharpened tongue,
now exploring the warm welcoming crevasses of your soul.
Fired synapses exploded Cyrillic
inviting much more than pillowed talk
a hint only of the intelligence behind
the manoeuvring moistened lips.
If I’m never to be kissed again
let this moment be recorded.