Foreplay
Lemme kiss you in all the places, all the ways you never knew you could feel love Where we don’t even have to touch with anything but our eyes and know We are wild creatures Begging for a howl under moons yet to understand our fullness Let the warmth of my lips be your home Where you can let yourself unfold Risking nothing but soiled sheets and unexplored desires My tongue massaging aches you carry like thorns in your stem Attempting these acrobatics fluently as you surrender to my blossoming of petals Tell me how you daydream of throbbing between my sweaty palms on a Sunday morning Moaning for “God” praying for “fuck” I wanna suck your soul from your body and let it drip from my mouth like a scandalous whisper Tracing cursive scripture into your skin The sweetest poetry I’ve ever written With nothing but cliffhanger stanzas to remind you that I am far from finished