chocolate kisses
               tongue on tongue
               and sweet saliva
               tasting you and
               me together
               highly strung
               a high fly wire
               lose myself
               in you

               sweetness 
               on the tip of my tongue 
               in a rush 
               of taste and longing 
               No hypothermia
               of the soul 
               here


               If you jab, 
               I'll poke
               with a finger that
               softens
               and becomes a stroke 


               If you poke
               and stroke
               I will nibble
               and rub
               and if you grin
               and grin
               I will let
               you in

               and if you kiss
               and swoon
               I will let you
               spoon
               and if you love
               me now
               I will show
               you how
               my love runs hot
               and hotter
               I become your heart's
               small squatter
               I will be in you
               as you are in me too



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