My tongue is anxious
To touch yours
As we touch lips
They tell of my hope and soars my desire
So elopes my skill
To the tips of my passion
I long for you as I kiss you
To understand my organs
And my body is equal to this
Manifestation of the thrill
I sit in fashion
To your eyes
But more inside
Is the love I cannot show you
The truth of my heart is
The undying longing for you
As it sits so precious