Kiss me tender,
with poison on your lips.
Grip me tight,
with your hands on my hips.
Fill my senses,
with every bit of you.
Crowd my mind,
with good thoughts anew.
Caress me soft,
with your fingertips.
Drink in my soul,
with little sweet sips.
Then let go.
But before you do,
fill my memory
with pictures of you. |