I want to feel your
lips full of poetry
bleeding out a verse
of pleasure over
a rhyme of sin
with fairy tale eyes
whispering of secrets of lust
and promises for love
hold you until the end of time
and hang our story
from a branch
of the tree of stars
where beneath the roots
we will steal the crown
of butterfiles
and throne from
the queen of bees
and float down
the river of eternity
and dream of reading
each kiss we share
from your lips
full of poetry