When I say your name
I can taste it
Salty, sweet decadence
A mouthful of sin

When you look at me
I feel overwhelmed
When my hands touch your thighs
I feel their want

My tongue wants to trace
The scar on your chin
A warm, burning desire
Sets a fire inside me

When I taste your Love
You harden my will
Wet, pulsing petals
Begging for kisses

When I feel you quake
Upon the edge of infinity
Shaking and moaning
I know you are near

Breathless and spent
Our bodies in a heap
When I hear you sigh
The song of my muse

P.Frias

1/27/14