At last our veins do interlace

Water pump beats and liquid rust thrusts,
Through your neck, face, and three freckles that
Spot your cheek

A kiss to your flush shoulders
A Slight gap to your mouth opens up
            
For once you let out air

And more air you've expelled -You breathe in pleasure
          
You breathe in more pleasure
        
Gargoyle temptress, does it excel all else?