Owed To A Kiss

If I could hold your hips or hands
Or touch you places you can't stand
Then turn around to face my face
We'll kiss and feel our pulses race

When on the corners of your mouth
I'll dream my dreams of journeys south
To hold your cheeks in both my palms
And feel my back within your arms

Then pause to help us catch our breath
This matters more than life or death
My fingers wrapped around your throat
A paradox and antidote

Into the fray I taste your teeth
The all around and underneath
So soft and hard and right and wrong
Like singers of a wordless song

And bitten lips and nibbled tongues
And air sucked out of fondled lungs
Our mouths entwined in heedful bliss
Defining essence of our kiss