Monday, 6 May 2013

Your Taste

You drip down my hands like a melting "you and me"

You built your palace in every strand of my iris -you own me
You taste like chocolate covered drops of home-my honey comb

You comb my eye lashes with your kisses-oh how your taste is a maple syrup to my heart shaped pan cake memories

Rolling in the sheets of your scent

Its taste blends me into a mystical pulp- I taste your pulse

You whip me in your stare
With your stare

Like pores relish the wine- your natural oils

My blood boils
Veins curl
Moans coil into circles of committment
Your taste
Simmers me
Fills me
Kills me
Mends me
Breaks me

Emotions parachute onto uneven terrains of ecstasy

Your taste distills my doubt , turning them into a crystallized sigh of happiness

Your taste makes my fear skydive for Intoxicated by you they are fearless

Your taste sautes me in the heat of my silenced words
Your taste will forever be my most epic line of poetry unwritten and unheard

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