I drink from your lips the words you speak. Words are the elixir of life. How your words nourish my soul. My tongue runs over each verb. Suckling upon each noun. I draw inspiration from each syllable. You are like ambrosia, becoming more addictive with every delicious phonetic.
Lips part and a sigh is released. I pour over your words again and again. Feeling each symbol as it vibrates from my lips. The very core of my existent trembles. There is an unspoken kinship that resides between us. I can feel the haunting want that is inside of you. It’s the same want that is within me. Desirous overtones flow in and out like waves of the sea. Where there was cold is now warmth. I revel in this moment that is shared and know that it is truly rare…❤️
Beatriz Esmer 