the soft stroke of my pen
the faint flick of my mouth
penetrate your ever-ready mind
as i try so hard to follow your cues
to awaken you unto a heightened state.
but passion in words
comes in their final effect-
the vast unknown of open lips
allows roles to swap throughout
as our tongues playfully swordfight
and unite our two once-distant souls.
the rush of this exchange
depends on how much is offered:
will you give all of your words and
allow yourself to receive uninhibited?
or will you always finish early
and move on never knowing
the deep satisfaction of
pleasuring another
in conversation-
never valuing
the worth of
another?
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