Your eyes-
coal black fire
mirrors of my desire
Your mouth-
warm bath of oaths
bespoken for
Your breasts-
rouged red-bullet tipped
honeysuckled bliss
Those hips-my reins
move you the way
I need you most
and your kiss-
like a hiss from a dip
of a branding iron
burn me with your lips
and make me yours-
ride me into the abyss
-of sighs.
r ~ 9/25/14