Slippery

Slippery

working my hands
down
the sides
of your chest
thinking of crushing depth
of coarse brute strength
of vulgar words
of details
breath like wheat - sweet fresh air
here I am
earthy tones
tan
honey
your sound is guttural
animal
wrapped in you like humus like greens
here I am
taste tangy like lemon
taste salty and bitter
here I am
deeper