I
put it all in your mouth
Ever
sacred word
Or
secret thought
Until
it spills out
At
your lips
My
madness dripping
Down
your chin,
And
you, savagely
Hungrily
licking
To
catch each drip
This
pursuit of knowledge
This
intense ache
For
the sweet fruit
A
passion for mystery
We
cannot contain,
Me,
pumping you full
Of
my misconceptions
You
taking in ever bit of it,
In
a fit of love,
We
rock over
This
smooth landscape,
Seeking
solace
In
what we spill
And
cannot catch,
Both
of us consumed
By
it all,
Both
of us needing
It
to keep going
Even
as it drips out
Through
our outstretched
Fingers.
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