Passion

Intimacy is magnificent, 
when the scent of your skin gets to me 
my mouth opens wide sliding my lip 
up your legs and leaving a shivering thrill, 
I gaze into your eyes knowing what to fulfill, 
and than I slither my hand onto your hips 
as your head bends down to see 
and I wish I was significant, 
instead I have become the serpent 
that tempts, for what is to be 
so in your moist joy I sip with my bottom lip 
than your eyes close and stay still 
changing the course of your heart beat, you feel thrill 
moving through out your body like a cruise ship 
that rides on top of the waves of the deep sea 
my face crawls up your chest like an infant 
waiting to be nurtured by your lips.