In the Mist of our Love
In the dark Is the mist Is the fog Of our love It comes and goes But is always in the shadows And the pockets of our regrets Your tongue strikes The sweetest lightning Along my skin Lifting me higher Into the foggy mist Where I breathe into you And you breathe into me Your lips are my lips Warm and willing Your top lip Your bottom lip Equally as important My tongue awakens Your mouth Your senses Every inch of you Colliding With every inch of me As your hands stray Across and along my body I taste your taste With each love detour You have mapped With your tongue And when I slide Down to you In circular motions Of all that was then Of all that is now All of you Meets All of me Down - Down There is a cry for my lips for my mouth Your hands rhythmically caressing My...