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Take your time with me

Be patient in your discovery

Meet me 

Open mouthed

With awe always present in the pressing

Of your lips to gently curving hips and linger longer 

Than I think you should

And tell me that you can't help 

That I taste so good 

Take it slow, savor every second

Spent bent across the surface of my skin

Soft supple subtle hints of things

Like warm brown sugar laced with cinnamon

Slow now in the hollow places hallowed

By the graceful prayer of your patient tongue

I live, I cry, I come alive and lie undone

By your hands alone, no, don't

Rush along, sink low into this river

Know the currents so familiar on your skin 

As you slide deep deep and deeper in

Settle yourself along the banks of bated breaths

And carefully count the seconds till I’m left

Bereft on all accounts of oxygen from lungs

That empty out with cries from prying tongues

Take your time with me find me firmly in your grasp

Own each and every second that time has passed

Into your ever waiting hands

Explore these lithe and lush accommodating lands

Of me, make maps that take the last few nights

And draw you signs of where to find the sighs

That you’ve drawn out

Map the stars against my spine and line by line

Design a picture, perfect against the soft pink of my mouth

Drown, long in me, swim me, collect the wet in palms

And sing me songs to settle nerves into a humble calm

Know me, and by the grace of all the waves that break against my waist

Show me everything that I in turn must wait

With ever needed patience to yet taste at your alter, at your base

At the center of everything you are, brush my lips with sips of this

The sweetest semblances of simultaneous silk and hard

Hot edges pressed in to the hungry places aching to be felt,

Well melted and redone anew, and trust in truth

Give me time, and I’ll endeavor to explore every single inch of you