I let
you put your fingers in my mouth
So I can
taste where you have been,
Fingers
wrapped around me like a shawl,
To rub
against me
To rise
and fall, come in and out like waves
You
taste like the salty sea that comes
And
goes, we rocking in this lifeboat
With no
hope for or expectation to survive
Living
only with the bliss of escaping steam.
You let
me stick my fingers in your mouth
For you
to taste where I have been,
With my
tongue tasting your tongue
Until we
both taste it all
This not
so sweet existence that comes
With so
much strain, this which draws
From us
sweat and steals each
Breath
we breathe
This
which we press into each other
And then
withdraw,
Like
fresh water from a deep well,
I let
you taste me as I taste you
And we
come
To taste
each other,
And you
let me inside you so you can
Feel
where I come
From and
come
To
understand where I need to go,
With
this mouthful of honey covered fingers,
This
bedspread into which I bury my head.
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