this southern kiss,
Leaping
like a frog on a lilypad
trailing appoggioaturas
down your thighs
but to show you
the precision underlying the
passion
means i speak to you there
and i am eloquent
speaking through my actions
to the hot, wet truth of you,
Broad strokes
The alchemy of this kiss,
Chasing away thought
Make you awash with feeling,
Rabelaisian yet a coadjutor,
Of primal authority,
To hold you down,
And call the divine feminine
From between your thighs,
To show you my
Passion through
Act over word,
But I speak to you
Kissing prayers until
You arise, sleek and wild,
A storm, a symphony,
Begging permission
Before I call you,
Into being
Oh my! Yes. Fuck yes. A glorious fairytale indeed.
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