I'd love to practice cpr
upon your wet
and
willing lips
my hands pressed firmly
upon your
unrisen
perfect breast
your eyes closed
your neck
tilted
flesh exposed
as I straddle your body
bringing back
to life
what has lain
dormant
until my touch
the gentle caressing
of both
my fingers
and
my lips
on flesh that has ached
to be known
and loved
not merely looked upon
and
desired.