Dear DM,
Your smile reaches deep
between my thighs.
Eyes, soul-searching,
just shy of the nadir.
Your cool, indecent breath
against my skin.
Petal-soft and plump enough to eat
you pursue me like a gift.
–
The touch of your words
is inaudible and incendiary.
I fuck your face gently,
the tip of your tongue,
the secret language of lovers.
(it is all French to me)
–
An avalanche of milky stars,
of endearments tossed
into a covetous flame.
I am breaking beneath
the pressure of your hands
holding my knees apart.
The pearl between your teeth
my pulse strong,
back-breaking, sacrilegious.
It’s not god’s name I’m calling.
Let’s take our time.
Let’s lose sight
of all the nothings between.
Let’s become a single entity.
–
There is no part of you
that I do not want to take
intimately and as my own.
There is no part of me
that I would not surrender
to you whole.
–
I want you to leave marks
so that when the sun comes
I will find within those
bruised constellations
a means of returning
to heaven through you.
With all the I am you DF
mindlovemisery 