you are the aqueous sway
that tempts the layers of her flesh
arranged by your mouth
she is lost in the sighs, linger apparition
that lies sleeping in
the red earth
she needs the sweet scent
of fingerprints and the sensation
that provides
comfort when the atmosphere is
purifying and merciless
scrape the walls of her womb with your image
but do not use or abuse
for she is vulnerable smoky lips
moist and rich
in the texture of
illicit dreams