Red

Spange for a spacebag,
"Ruby red just like your hair"
You say.
And
(A pack of ciggarrets)
Your mouth shaping into a delicious O as coils of smoke reach out,  
Tendrils of sex.

Scrubbing out the tub,
I see a lock of your hair,
Coiled like a corkscrew,
Fall into your eyes.
You are beautiful...

Fill it up, feel the steam
Slip off my shoes and kiss my feet.
Your arms are solid and warm.

Carry me into the tub,
Kiss my forehead and
I fall even further in love.
You are the soulmate that I never thought I had,
And you are the man that I have always dreamed of.
 
Pass the wine back and forth,
Sharing smoke and kisses
Your tongue tastes red
And I am all
Laid honest and bare
For you.