Forbidden Lips of Eve.

To love another for a moment is all I ask. 
To taste her salty skin on my lips 
And caress her face. 
Dragging one thumb across her forehead, down her cheeks and down her mouth; Dragging back her Cupid's bow, ready to fire. 
To love with passion without loving at all. 
Might I dare know the name of my coy mistress. 
To sweep my hands across glossy skin and to kiss the forbidden lips of Eve 
And to fondle forms of nature. To place soft passion across her breast and let all of our minds wither in the blackness and decay in the white sounds. 
To love another without love at all. 
To know my coy mistress.