after writing this poem
out of a trance
was hypnotized by your tongue--
the words dripping off
like a wolf eying its prey.

     You smile, confident.

Your mischievous eyes dance
with mine,
we wink like serpents.
The sound of our heartbeats
pierce each other's third eye
as we approach,
our brains separated
by seconds
our noses a quick inch apart--
our thoughts are spiritually carnal.
We move like Zui Quan**
and we touch like the wind
tickling every crevice of our skin.
Our lips shotgun smoke--
I want to breathe poetry
inside of you.

My first thought was you

after writing this poem
out of a trance
was hypnotized by your tongue--
the words dripping off
like a wolf eying its prey....