The taste of you It is thick Musky, of weed, of forests, Of earth I taste the lingering breath of sex on your tongue Tracing circles at the base of my spine Hands webbed with veins Branching towards me Pinning me to my ecstasy I am all earth Shakras bursting, Sweat , Euphoric, I taste the remnants of my own forest blooming beneath your touch On the corner of your smile