Awaited Gratification Pt 2

Experimental

Pin me against the wall and make

me spill out the truth to you.

 

Let's exchange breath and sync our

heartbeats while intertwined like the

branches of inosculated trees that

shall never part, till deforestation do

them part, but even so their seeds shall

remain, and there the cycle again begins.

 

Bite my lips and taste the truth, kiss

me and drink the proof.

 

And before I die of thirst, let me indulge

myself in the perennial river below the

valley as I - quench my thirsty soul as

if I was stranded in the dessert only to

be found by you, the reason why I got lost.

 

I am your toy, play with me, flex my

flaccid tool after a session or two.

 

…and as if my tool were a canvas, waiting

for an artist to do justice, paint your thoughts

across with your tongue, Leonardess, encrypt

your code in artistic gestures I'll try my best

to remain still, like a canvas should be.

 

Be gentle like a bee, move swiftly like a butterfly,

the walls have no sight on what we're about to do.