Linger

Linger …
Lozenge sweet beneath the tongue
Before you spill
… Take my lips
To shape the vowel
To ease the thirst
To be the words she’s craving now

Linger …
Lithely shift beneath fair skin
Before you spill
… Take my hands
To pull in tight
To trace the arch
To be the touch she begs tonight

Breathe sweet the nectar love
Moist upon the rise like dew
Fired passions richly burn
Redolence of flesh anew

Scent sweet the blossom love
Poised upon the parted blush
Honeyed come, fragrant peak
Linger screaming soundless hush

Linger …
Mirror deep represent view
Before you spill
… Take my sight
To bathe the shape
To flush the heat
To be the watch she can’t escape