She was hampered

by the baggage of the past.

Words, however pretty

would never be enough.

She needed

Lust’s lustration

sprinkled over her.

Purification through

a sweet seduction

with kissed bliss

washing her clean

of past pains and aches.

And now I am

whetting my lips

until I’m hungry

for more of her liquid sins.

I swim in her

unholy waters

until dripping

with desire

covered with her essence

we both become reborn