Place your lips where mine might wander…
Open your eyes that I might see through
To your soul and ponder…
The whimsical mood of my desire
Steals my body…leaving me helpless
To the wet tongues…that sizzle and fire
That erotic creature hidden within me
Struggling to escape—leaving me breathless-
To the inner self which allows the sin to flee
To the farthest corners of my being
Pillaging the void—leaving emptiness to
Feel nothing—but taking my soul and freeing
Myself to new ecstasy and delight-
While hovering above—leaving me emotionless
To human hurt and bite
The scream back from sound—
Taunt on a string—leaving me powerless—
The pleasure of sex—tight and then unwound.
Place your lips where mine might wander…
Open your eyes that I might see through
To your soul…and ponder. ©