Throw your tongue in mine;
A throw of passion envelopes our messages.
I'm burning for you, cold nails through me as warm words breathe fast,
you talk only in tongues.
Scars on my back and memories on your neck.
With every bite you jolt against me,
Feeling your innocence leaping to me,
My lips moving lower, as I talk only in tongues.

An ocean between worlds, yet for one night we beat together.
I smile at your echoes under sheets,
You're wrapped around me,
Enjoying the teasing of obstacles to your heart,
Each word in between tongues tastes arches in you,

I fall down beneath you,
Your hair flowing through my fingers,
Your fingers grasping sheets tightly,
Before we beat again together one last time,
An eternity of happiness brings a realisation that for one night,
You couldn't be mine.
Smile_On

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