Under reassuring gaze
These fingers find a route -
Slide thro' gaps of blouse
To warmer lands
You push back
Unzip us
Ease the flow of blood
Warmth of lips
Stirs a pause
We negotiate thro' common tongue
Let clothes fall
Skin drift
In tenuous hands
…
I catch your smile
As calm relents
To overwhelming beauty
Roar of passion-brown eyes
We try to settle
Explore
Seek the lower ground
Of higher gain
And there
Lips locate
Take up the swell
In heavy mouths
Draw in the flesh
All else pales
Hormonal drenching
Brings out flavours once a dream
Taste drives us on to
Reposition
Locked eyes
Lock in the depth
Of coupling
Surge and flow begin
To mellow moans
Your pitch rises to the rhythm
Of your tongue inside my breath
We meld
Succumb to our intention
I give
And you receive
The violence of our generosity
Pushes
Pulls
We wane
In moistened eyes
Fade to peace
Disbelief
It's not enough
Not until I swallow all you are
Soul
Being
Existence
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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