this
last kiss
for
a moment
has
us bound
a
silver saliva chain
stretching
from your lip to mine
your
earlier suspicion
has
succumbed
to
the gentle coaxing
of
my would-be whispered words
my
lip brushing your velvet ear
your
wine breath
my
tongue
we
digest the moment
figuring
its resonance
weighing
the power of our feelings
anatomical
responses
blood
flushing
into
pale places
reddening
faces
heating fluids
you
dissolve a little
as I brush the thread aside
feeling the strand across the back
of my hand
then our
fingertips touch
sense the trace of moisture
before
once again
we
land soft wet lips
on
each other's
open
mouths
and
beneath the softness
the
hard edge of teeth and jaw and bone
of
hunting
of eating
of
chase
of resolution
this grimy kiss
asks
and answers
its
one question
who
are you?
and
why are you so separate from me?
that
says
in
our coming together
we
must
come
apart
that
in our longing
we
must live without
that
as it is born
because it is born
so
it must die
but
not yet
not
yet
let me yet feel
once more
the lithe live flesh
moving muscles
over my skin
seeking the pleasure
that it alone provides
