Wordless Company Poem by Drake Kinkaid

A plain lifeless room is where I lay
You pass and I draw in the fragrance you carry
Your movements are butter on bread
Each step slow and smooth in suduction
Coming on to tell what's already been said
Wearing only your skin and the thoughts that brought you here
Now wordless you tell the reason you've accompanied me on such a fine evening
Your brush your thighs against my face and it shows me the meaning
Breathing warm and heavenly
We penetrate the air with our togetherness
But after this spectacular offing we let go
Making us another on going ray
You the North and me the South...
Sadly never will I hear a sound that would come from your mouth