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 delicious…

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…..