She was hampered
by the baggage of the past.
Words, however pretty
would never be enough.
She needed
Lust’s lustration
sprinkled over her.
Purification through
a sweet seduction
with kissed bliss
washing her clean
of past pains and aches.
And now I am
whetting my lips
until I’m hungry
for more of her liquid sins.
I swim in her
unholy waters
until dripping
with desire
covered with her essence
we both become reborn
