take me





your lips take me

like a snipper in

a WW II movie

i fold at the knees

caving in to your touch



it is

with your magic fingers,

tingling at my stones,

your lips take me

as if you are mistress

of pleasure



your lips take me in

and i slide out of reality

into the world of never never

and yes

that feels good

oh so good



your lips say it all

with textural devotion



your lips take me

in the lean­to protection

of retrospect

as i tense up against

the wood floor

thinking of voyeurs,



the wonderful wilderness

of your lips



and where they take me

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