Passion of the sole

As you lay there 
Looking into my wanting eyes 
I see your desire 
The intent on fire 
Stretching all the way 
To my mouth and 
I take it in 
Your entire sole 
Caressed and anointed
Like a temple lamp 
So you are once 
Again whole 

I want more 
From your sole 
Unbuttoning your camisole
Your braiselle 
 And your passion 
So you put it deep into my mouth 
Gently, Sweetly 
First the arch, then the
Temple Mount 
Each candle lit in heart's 
Passion of the sole