The Conversation

Your body encounters mine with a casual hello
 
With no hesitation, it responds
 
Similar to a satiable embrace,
We take turns engulfing each other’s spirit  
In an inferno so concupiscent the devil’s driven to shame
 
Flirtatiously befriending my body,
Your hands seek companionship where ever they land
 
Your tongue greets mine aggressively
As they both flaunt their arrogance
 
Little did I know our bodies speak the same language