If I lie here
drenched in
silence
and I see your
chest
rise and fall
in candied
fulfillment
I'll be able to sleep
at night
because my silver tongue
seduced again
evolved into
a siren who can
talk you
straight to ardor.

If I lie here,
soaked in ivory silence,
dripping in your
yearning quiet
a honeyed
aftertaste
to you
then
my chest will rise and
fall and I
will
finally
experience
what it is
to love
and surrender to it
all