circling your pelvis
with luscious lashes
of unwritten intimacy
spoken in lipsync
intrigue
try as i might
first curve i see
in the candle light
dragging the rudder
across your chest
to rest upon your tongue
remind me to rhyme your kiss
with bliss
to remember the adventure
that lives in your mouth
with the sound of sighs
and your hips and the thrust
of your pelvis that redefines
torque
sing a song of six pence
and the pretense of nine
leave the presence
and watch the carnal
picnic recline
nibbling the nip and tuck
enjoying the design
of your curves and
liberation of pleasure