Spit
a single pearl
spewed
from your plush lips
if I only
could wholly
be yours
and you
wholly mine
ourselves intact
undivided
and meshed
by a single
dot of milk
spilt
when you took a sip
wet
still
after we spent
hours stuck together
exhausted
from our nocturnal wrestling
our mouths agape
your adoring eyes
ghost-white like
a chip of eggshell
scattered
when you cooked breakfast
you weaved
your crooked fingers
into my coarse hair
in absentminded
monotony
in a
splotch of spunk
smudged
into the damp bed sheets
I surprised you
in the cramped shower
muted by the searing
of a lukewarm waterfall
our unabashed
morning glories
swarming
in a marsh of
soap
filmy drops
pattering the bathtub
I taste
the clean space
between your shoulder blades
I watch
the torrents
flood your scalp
flatten your sensual bristle
soak the alluring thread
of your necklace
do you want to leave?
yes, I suppose you do
before you go
please please kiss me
leave me
the gift
of your spit
on my tongue
and please
don’t forget
to text me
