tongue
i imagine you whispering
in the dark
as i'm only able to see the glint
of the moonlight in your huge blue eyes
gazing distantly through me,
through my unclothed silhouette,
your arms behind you,
holding you up
a handful of the bed sheet below you in each fist
hurting me with your teeth,
then killing that pain with your lips
the whispering
stopping
and only breath keeping
the silence of our motion at bay
and you, the most important factor
breaking me
healing me
and afterward never leaving me
without your touch for even a minute
and all of this springs from missing your kiss
the slow, teasing dance of your tongue and mine
i love
and hate it that you keep me asking
and never answering the question
of how can you ignite me so
with something so wet
7/15/2003