Labium

I want
to

kiss

your lips

No...

Something more.

To taste more
than just the surface
and the juices

of your flesh

smooth, soft, supple
sweetly scented

sublime.

what lies

beneath
and beyond

your rosy petals

Those that conceal
an equally eager ferocity
to devour something of me

Give life to something barren
Through salted means

Your lips

The way they lure me
The way they invite me in
The way they keep me here

Hungry

Sweet

Perfumed

Better

You

Scented
senses
suppleness
supplanting serenity

your lips