To Taste You
By La Belle Rouge

I want to taste you, leisurely
like a tantalizing cluster of grapes
uncovering the pulp of your secrets
absorbing you like a good book
read on the patio on a sunday afternoon
savoring the unique salty sweetness
of each drop of juice on my tongue
after the skin of your reserve is broken

I want to breathe you in, exhaling slowly
the fragrance of your cologne
and the scent of sunshine in your hair
amid that manly smell of sweat and musk
that draws me to taste you, with abandon
like a prisoner starved on molded bread
invited to a grand feast of rare delicacies
and the finest wine... I want to taste you

devour you like a starving lioness
who has endured six months of famine
and thirsted too long for springs of love
in times of uninterrupted drought
needing to renew her strength
I want taste you on my lips, my tongue
relish your flavor deep in my heart
until you are assimilated into my soul


(c) 2/13/2007 La Belle Rouge

“Poetry, Passion’s Flame”