Lips
I miss your lips,
Horizontal and vertical.
The soft synapse of your kiss,
My tongue submersible.
I kiss your chin,
Light licks hike down your chest,
Wet trails on your skin.
My intention fully expressed.
You smile in anticipation.
My southern journey teases on.
Soaring high on the sensation
Your heart drums, your mind is gone.
I part your parentheses.
Words I whisper into you are banned.
You shudder, back-arches, oh god yes please!
Your lips are fully under my command.
Splayed naked limbs,
Wet sweat spent.
In this moment,
You are blissfully content.