The Tongue of Eternity

 
The universe, to me, is an immense pair of female pursed lips

With little effort it could whisper to us our true purpose

Reveal to us the myriad mysteries of our existence

But it never does

At best it smirks occasionally, teasing me, challenging me

With enough drugs I have hallucinated a half-hearted kiss

In my darkest hours those lips part and invite to devour my soul

And how tempting it is to ascend that extended tongue

to pass through those perfect pearl like teeth

Bathed in a gentle breath scented of Forgiveness

To embrace the warm, wet Oblivion within