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Your body speaks a language
I yearn to learn, so we can speak
To each other, in ways that make you weak
I want To feel your mouth
on top of my mouth
your succulent lips
pressed into my lips
both of our tongues touching
feeling the weight of your body
pushing down on top of my body
feeling each other
dissolve into each other
souls mating forever
Place your tongue in my residence
and taste my ripe decadence
Saviour the flavor of our relevance
And keep the memory for evidence
it may not be best
But I want this lust to end ; never
I yearn to learn, so we can speak
To each other, in ways that make you weak
I want To feel your mouth
on top of my mouth
your succulent lips
pressed into my lips
both of our tongues touching
feeling the weight of your body
pushing down on top of my body
feeling each other
dissolve into each other
souls mating forever
Place your tongue in my residence
and taste my ripe decadence
Saviour the flavor of our relevance
And keep the memory for evidence
it may not be best
But I want this lust to end ; never
Published 24th Mar 2017
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24th Mar 2017 4:37pm
This reads as quite a sensual poem and I like the four long rhyming words you use towards the end as I felt that part flowed especially well. Welcome to DU. X
27th Mar 2017 00:03am
24th Mar 2017 7:07pm
beautifully phrased - nice to see your contribution to this community - well done
27th Mar 2017 00:04am
25th Mar 2017 2:56pm
This poem came alive to me. I feel the pressure of your body on my chest. Keep writing your exotic words.
27th Mar 2017 00:05am
6th Apr 2017 9:44pm
