Your whispered words
expose a need so raw
I'm left
vulnerable to your charms.
I melt
into your hands
a honeyed mess.
You've gotten me
all over you
as your attempts
to savor
only serve
to liquefy my defenses.
I cannot deny you entrance
as you unfasten my soul
with your hunger.
You reach in
to claim my heart
yet find your own,
so deeply have I taken you
into me.
You melt
and I'm
a mess.
All,
over you.
Oct 5, 2011
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