Milk and Kisses

as they meet, we are transported
as they touch, we fall
as they connect, we do too
as they separate, we have become one

(tongue-tied)

on a night like this
can a boy say no?
on a night like this
every star points to virgo

(we are tongue-tied, yes we are)

under the moon’s beams
we eat each other on our own milky way
feast, devour, consume (eyes closed)
to nourish, to digest, to recover

every sweat is a drop of my essence
every breath i make is a breath you take
my gall is your milk is my gall
the littlest touch is comforting

there (and this) is much ado about something!

(oh… this beautiful suffocation
can we do it again?)

what calmness
what a plunge
we shall wake later
only to sleep again

(this air-less-ness we were in
a primary state within)

kiss me once more!