beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Opening

How open to me

You are.

Tissues glistening

With arousals’ treasure

My fingers know depths

My lips the juices

Where you flow thickest

Sweetest

Eyes wide with pleasure

Quivering like a bird

Taking their first flight

I am a sky large enough

To fly anywhere

And you open

To match my breadth

My depth

For fear my power

Might tear you apart

Better to flow

To bloom

I welcome a moment

To become more

Than flesh

In your eyes

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