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
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