Lips stretching wide
Hello again
my mouth on yours
Kissing your air as you swallow mine
Cliche of becoming one
Our need for sweet skin
I need this open ended game
Games of chance, fear, of happiness, loneliness
We all play this game
And we revel
Skin
I worship yours as we turn the world inside out
You worship mine and I shudder in your delivery
bathing in you is my tactile delight
And your lips are so soft in this twilight bed
your face shines in my thighs
I have known you so many times
But you are an expert in this skin
You assimilate each and every inch
And I am addicted to your manna
As you are what I need
Food, light, air
All this skin
Full and brimming
