Sun seeps in -
Cracks onto naked skin
milky yellow as an eggs yolk.
Morning your tongue whispers in
my longing mouth.
I bathe in these sun soaked, sweat stained
sheets.
My legs wrapped around your body
and your hands holding my legs.
It is this tangled knots of
limbs and love
I cherish most in.
Laying in our single moment
it becomes a blissful memory of forever.
And I don't much care what will
happen in the following futures
of our togetherness.
I have this morn
I have the slant of your
back and the
purest tastes of you.
I have crinkling toes
and lazy kisses.
I have a few too many
I love you's
and never enough
lips and tongues.
Lips and tongues.
Lips and tongues
Criss crossed hearts
and pressed together stomachs
intoxicate my body,
sensuality injected into my veins
and dizzy lust
inhaled in my lungs.
On this morn
I feel completely and wonderfully
like for the first time
I belong.