glut

you coax callow buds of lust

from my mind

season your tongue

with the salt of my skin

feast on the words that grow

in my mouth

and drink my kisses

like relished wine

 

for yours is

an indulgent way to occupy love

 

-jāje baze, sep. 2015

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