Hole In The Middle

I have it inside deep

Right next door, safe I keep

Your eggs, Your bread, Your cheese

Our yearning for each other is the greatest disease

Let tenderness engulf this cape

As I kiss the back of your nape

Before you were hollow

Tears of joy we unite to swallow

I witness your internal fire by a glance

Taking two close hearts to orchestrate this dance

You have left me bedside

One day, I shall fill you inside

With my tongue I trace your hips

For your sweetness a bouquet of tulips

Luscious scents infuse my mind

Penetrating me as I think of your behind

Set aside the cows and cupcakes

Let me devour your hotcakes

Immensely, you stimulate me

Years before, now by this roused sea

In my sight, your heavenly sculpture

It’s true, my volcano is ready to rupture

A kiss awaits your arrival

At the door of our very own survival

Not on a pedestal you exist

In life, somethings we cannot regret to resist

© 2009 David Greg Harth

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