Kiss Of Ice
Kiss Of Ice
He saw her again, after years gone waste.
Seeing her so pretty in red, couldn't control his legs.
Kept his eyes fixed onto hers, like missile do so for targets.
Thinking, why he left her again ?
Walking towards her, she, well, she saw him
Still hung up on him, her heart did skip a beating
But was in no mood to make for him that easy
So gave him a good chase, running from there
Continuing drinking whiskey with ice countless
He followed her drunkenly, with high that sight of her gave
Reaching to her room upstairs, she gulped whiskey, emptying glass in hand
Took ice from glass and started Licking it, with expression so naughty and bad
Questioning the reality, he had to pinch his hand
She slowly started to kiss it, like she had never kissed before anyone else
Then looking up, placed it on head, tracing it from her wet lips to neck
Practically inviting him, to take Ice's place.
He was still in shock, thinking if this is reality or not
But when he got closer, he pulled her,
Taking her arm, to get reality check
He knew it was a dream come true,
When he took the place of ice that he threw
At last the lips interlocked as if
They were made for each other and no one else