MY SILLY LIL POETRY
Fuller than What Beats Behind the Rib Cage
Tilted head
Heavy Eyes
Parted Lips
Firm and Full
Yet soft to the touch
Each finger tip placed slowly
With great intention
Tracing the jaw line
Until the palms cup the chin
They lay there
Encasing the skin
Dispensing every ounce of warmth the soul has to offer
Until a sense of safety is instilled into the occupant
Only then will the hands remove themselves
Brushing past the throat on their way down
The hands meet again
Cupping one another
Reaching delicately for the already parted lips
Tipping back against the surface
Spilling water from the finger tips
Straight into the lover's mouth
Delivering the secrets of purity
With each drop of benevolence
A mouth full of good intentions
A motion so natural
You didn't even realize you already swallowed
Pouring dripping drinking
Until you're filled full
The hands part
Only to meet at the jaw again
Every touch
Embedded in tenderness
And sealed with a kiss
