We're creating poetry with our mouths

The words our tongues and the moisture

that flows with passion.

We're creating poetry with our bodies

The ink our desires and each fantasy

that runs through our minds.

We're creating poetry with our fingers

The sentences our necks and hair

that we desperately try to hold onto.

We're creating poetry with our eyes

The stanzas our breaks for breaths and 

the way you look in the moonlight.