Rain's Disappearance
Disappearance
Like delicate snow that melts
in the midst of our breathe
Can you feel the heat of what we say
taste sexual precipitation
When our tongues drag across
sensuous excavations
delivering a pause
where we examine protrusions
Practicing a more deliberate
artifact extraction.
A woman's golden place.
Let me taste your snow,
as you melt away, I'll claim your
disappearance,
making ecstasy reappear
two or three glimpses at first
then you visualize that final surprise
Capturing tiny bits of rain drops
that tickle my tongue.
Everytime I speak I want to feel
your wet interruptions
In midst of my pardoned eruptions
from this lust entwined love affair.
We taste rain
even when
skies are clear.
Copyright © Ts Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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