Ambiguity

So you think because my tongue lance The eye of devils To hide my children from their teeth I cannot feel how quickly your heart beat Against my breast with longingness For me to move my hands Slowly as the wind move the sands Against the softness of your breast. I want to slake this tongue In the mouth of your understanding And drink from your lips Of deep forgiveness If I spoke abrupt against your need For my time to give the moon the moon to rise Undressing the desire of your eyes. I am a lover Unsealing virgin gardens of blood To plant the seed Filled with the dreams of sensuous happiness.