Milk and honey

Look closely
and when tomorrow comes 
you will be my last

I will bathe you in milk and honey
she gently....  softly.... upon my skin embraces 
with excitement 

Like a touch to a dance
as her Lips touches ...like a petal of life
in silk

confusing ....ever pore upon my skin

can't tell time for 
just this moment in minutes
seems everlasting 
a need ....never spoken....in my silence

she sang to me
like a humming bird in it's mysteries
as I held on to her pleasures 

While the tattoo upon her nakedness 
created it's own rhythms
to the beat of our hearts....in lusting 

as I enjoyed this water dance.....