The soft sucking sounds

Of air giving way.

The musk of your perfume

Arousing my nostrils

The firm warmth of your breasts

Crushed against my chest.

The cinnamon taste of your tongue,

Spicy and treacly.

The soft moan,

Strangled in your throat.

That moment,

When we kissed.

Lips to lips,

Noses tingling

And eyes closed

While the world melted away

To nothing.

I knew in that moment


I love you.

© Sena Kodjokuma 2014