I am thirsty, drunk for something exotic, erotic,
that will make my teeth shine, slick as my
tongue moves over angels….
I would love to bloody your words as
you speak in scarlet tinsel, dancing,
Would you let me trace, rake, take?
Could I be the forever?
My lips lick my appetite, counting the
drops till I’m done, but never to end.
I want to make you gush, blush, but
I would never rush….
I would be deliberate, consistent, eating
You would become my favorite food, all
to indulge my lust….
I will feed as you watch my eyes become
moons, rising for you…
You gather my hair like pages,
opening as I become your addiction, telling
Awakened, you become thirsty…..