Inhaling time, the Earth spun
twice and a billion miles around the sun
before I drew your lips to mine.
Parted in anticipation of atmospheric change,
this built up energy could start an earthquake,
so grasp my neck and I will breathe it out in rations.
Replace air with adrenaline, savour the taste
of being starved; Andromeda’s stars interlaced
with the chains I beg to be bound in.
I am the hunted,
scent carries on the wind, tastes
of a three course meal
on the tongue,
we meet at the waterhole
to savour the other use for these lips,
preparing for the chase with palate cleanser
they would think we are but grazing creatures
but this prolonged gaze is sizing up sinews, how they execute
movements with the bones,
as nature meets wild beast
my flesh is the feast
upon which you will later feed,
with sadistic grip of incisors,
pinned neck to Savannah dust,
coats collide in frantic lust
as to evolution’s displeasure
I plead guilty.
You are the perfect scoop
of chocolate ice cream,
a sphere
broken only by a spoon
softly slicing a part of you
to my softly parted lips,
a lifetime on my hips
sacrificed to your succulence.
You are the moment
milk meets coffee,
melting my bitter taste
for every miracle day
you are still mine in the morning.
You taste like cinnamon buns,
contours of currants
fresh from the oven,
one hundred and seventy Celsius
and clothed in caramelised sugar,
I couldn’t wait for you to cool.
You are the hypnotic grip
of the Demon Headmaster
when I haven’t done my homework,
holding me back after class
until the heat between these pages
could burn a hole to Hell.
One two three, one two three,
if love is to dance
then our drug is the waltz,
undressed till I’m dizzy,
on a bed of diamonds
we become the disassembled finale.
I never knew
there could be hope like this
where I will we’ll grow old together,
I never knew
there could be faith like this
that life blossoms whatever the weather,
I never knew
there could be desire like this
lust for command, I surrender,
I never knew
there could be joy like this
found in the effortless scent of your sweater.
