I don’t need to

I don’t need to ease in

Only to know I can

My mind shaping

The shape of where

My fingers cannot go

My mouth aching

For the taste of you

The flavors of

Lips on lips

Curling around you

To take in the tip

That taste

Never a waste.

I don’t need to breathe

You in when I

Already do,

Taking in each

Strand of you

So that it sticks

To my tongue

In my lugs,

On my lips,

I swear you

Over me like

An ointment,

So that I feel you

Over each inch

of skin,

A searing

Too-hot-too-touch

That seeps down

Into the marrow

And never

Comes up.

I don’t need

To dream you

I know you exist

A twist in a dreamscape

A strolled down

A garden path

In which you

Are every flower

I look at

And smell

Just as sweet.