Can i tongue your skin
Tasting your passion
Kissing and licking
Passion incarnate
Beads of sweat
Warm and wet
Sweet and salty
With intensity
That drenches
And quenches
My tongue and thirst
As your pores burst
With the rain of your yearing
Pouring and turning
Into warm rivers
Flowing through quivers
Your body delivers
Causing waves to crash
And your moisture to splash
All over my tongue
As i taste your passion...

Dear Ms. Tears

I have never seen it put quite like that.

May I doff my cap in your direction

John