A Deep Kiss

oh how

My will

Seeks expression

Through your flesh

My lips

And tongue would

Kiss my intentions

Into the damp, warm

Places of you

Drink each glistening

Drop 

My hands would

Compose hymns

To the divine

With each pinch

Stroke

Sliding them slow

Exploring the 

Throb of your 

Need and calling

It into the air

With my body

And it’s rough

Power

I would gently

Capably

Redraw the boundaries

Of your soul’s

Capacity

For love

To match the beauty

That draws out the

Beast within

And all his

Rapacious poetry