Every word I every penned I stole from you....
As each kiss became poetry
born of flesh
pressed soft against mine own
whose tongue
both muted and inspired
to speak aloud those silent pauses...
held gentle within each
heated breath
to give voice to that wanton ache
I felt
when er' your lips
ceased their tender ministrations
Forming open pauses
between
each
line
that ached to be filled
with further words
born
of further
kisses.
Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 9:19 PM UTC
Every word I every penned I stole from you....
As each kiss became poetry
born of flesh
pressed soft against mine own
whose tongue
both muted and inspired
to speak aloud those silent pauses...
held gentle within each
heated breath
to give voice to that wanton ache
I felt
when er' your lips
ceased their tender ministrations
Forming open pauses
between
each
line
that ached to be filled
with further words
born
of further
kisses.