At the tip of your tongue,
o' love, so much I can taste-
the taste of your love.
My dry lips that call,
those licks of words.
You come to my mouth,
as it's theme song!
_For as you are my darling companion,_
_shall I find myself in you,_
_as I rest under his strong embrace._
_My lover of his brightest eyes,_
_are like sun kisses to my face._
As gentle as the gazelles,
and all their delicate deer,
my love for you shall arise.
I will embrace the touch of
both our wettest skins.
Stuck close to the grips
of your sweetened lips.
Close to feel the gnashing of
perfect teeth.
_Come away from me-_
_my mightiest lover._
_Your touch for me is much._
_You are the glee to my heart,_
_held down by your love-_
_on this scented bed spread._
_By suchlike a touch so rough._
Your beautiful eyes of their worship,
as with a strong voice of prayer.
I shall plant within you,
of what more words show.
And shall we together,
be of one flesh, and
bone of bone.
To our spirits to connect
of their souls.
Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 11:54 AM UTC
At the tip of your tongue,
o' love, so much I can taste-
the taste of your love.
My dry lips that call,
those licks of words.
You come to my mouth,
as it's theme song!
_For as you are my darling companion,_
_shall I find myself in you,_
_as I rest under his strong embrace._
_My lover of his brightest eyes,_
_are like sun kisses to my face._
As gentle as the gazelles,
and all their delicate deer,
my love for you shall arise.
I will embrace the touch of
both our wettest skins.
Stuck close to the grips
of your sweetened lips.
Close to feel the gnashing of
perfect teeth.
_Come away from me-_
_my mightiest lover._
_Your touch for me is much._
_You are the glee to my heart,_
_held down by your love-_
_on this scented bed spread._
_By suchlike a touch so rough._
Your beautiful eyes of their worship,
as with a strong voice of prayer.
I shall plant within you,
of what more words show.
And shall we together,
be of one flesh, and
bone of bone.
To our spirits to connect
of their souls.
