Foreplay
Lemme kiss you in all the places, all the ways you never knew you could feel love
Where we can touch with just our eyes and realize
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 explored desires
My tongue massaging aches you carry like thorns in your stem
Attempting acrobatics fluently as you surrender to my blossoming of petals
Tell me how you daydream of throbbing upon sweaty palms on a Sunday morning
Moaning for “God” praying for “fuck”
Sucking the souls from our bodies
dripping from our mouth in scandalous whispers
Tracing cursive scripture into skin
The sweetest poetry I’ve ever written
With nothing but cliffhanger stanzas to remind you that I am far from finished
Comments
Post a Comment