Your dark, sweet lips entice me -
Berry-stained, delicious,
Urging me to lean in, to move closer,
To capture the essence,
Your taste on my tongue,
Ripe, full, and begging for more…

More…
And more…
A mantra in my mind,
Swirling tides of emotion swallow me
As you enter my space, dance in the vortex of me,
My spirit rising to meet yours,
A swaying melody, a complicated riff,
Fluctuating rhythms peak and fall away,

Peak, fall, climbing higher,
Cresting vibrations, an overture,
An interlude…
A shuddering lamentation as you move away.
I watch and wait, spent and still humming,
Glistening and trembling,
Eager to arrange our next composition,
Tasting the traces of your mouth on mine.