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My Mouth

October verses

I could drink you up.
Word after word
that delicately fall
from your lips
onto my ear.
 
I all but utterly,
uncontrollably,
completely lose myself
in your hair.
 
My mouth feverishly
searches for your own.
Upon colliding,
my breath slips far
beyond my reach,
beneath pillow cases in
a sacred fit of passion.
 
I am so thirsty for you,
word after word
I’m craving
 
your lips onto
my ear,
                my mouth.

(2014)

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