Your Lips [A Poem]

Your lips on my lips

First wrapped in the low fog of the Lost Coast

Shared cheap box wine in patterned paper cups

Swirls of water making trenches between my toes

Cabana stripe beach towel squeezed tight

Mist pouring through the open tailgate

The crackling cinders of a collapsing bonfire

Slivered silver moon pulling the tide

Tossing a small boat against tongue as I find

Your lips on my lips

Bent like a pilgrim genuflecting in the pews

White stockings rolled as I pursue

Dress ruffled, words muffled

An open hymnal tossed in the scuffle

Come, come, thou fount of every blessing

The flaming tongue above hums the melodious notes below

I taste the skin, the seed, the flesh of the choicest fruit

Nectar drips onto my suit as I press

Your lips on my lips

Feeling swanky and sultry from palomas and back rubs

Torn denim shorts thrown aside like blue skies open wide

Splotched with puffy wisps of cotton candy white

Shook your hips and scooted down by the poolside

Wet hair whipping against the smooth slant of collar bones

Dry, chlorinated air mingling with your moans

Slow drip of molasses down aged, calloused fingertips

Never a sweeter sound so

Don’t squirm away when you’re on the cusp

Let go the blooming pollen on my tastebuds

Arms wrapped under, holding firm to the small of your back

Poised perfect pendulum smooth as lilac

Days on, weeks on, months on, years on

I still long

For your lips on my lips

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/urntqd/your_lips_a_poem