(cherry)
your breathing
fingers
my heart’s
muscle
deeper reds scramble our mouths
printed lust and curling petals
azaleas and bees crashing into
poppy blossoms of shivering skin
that grasp our thigh’s fabric
swelling moans
petals
and
coral
an abundant flower
and your mouth of flying fire
enter anxiously
enter enter
taste the meaty fire of
the hardening honeysuckle
until...
(sky)
...the erect thunder
and tangled legs
flying and grasping
the back
the tip of the tongue
this fusion tickles the sockets
of our curving hips
fast
mounted
luminous
the skin rises and opens
into beads of silver
your hand is deeper and louder
flying and howling
the scent of mint balm
is floating to....
(water)
....the honey ocean
of your swirling head below
and the gold of sea
flashes pink against your flesh
tongue scented sea petals
our hip pumping pattern of muscle and water
ripening the nerve endings
of your fingertips
soon diving
deep enough to see
feather stars and sea lilies
and the pitch of breath subsiding into
moaning that parts our waters
and forms a new life
out of this cherry sky water
Birth sign: Taurus
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