One half, you are seductive grin
in hopeful invitation.
My mood had made the other grim
with worried hesitation.
Your visage trues my compass aim
though it was drifting south.
I reignite my pilot flame.
My lips reshape your mouth.

Your tongue discloses hidden needs,
demanding and intrusive,
But as our oral dance proceeds,
turns teasing and elusive.
We savor nibbled lips, offset
in that delicious tango.
My flavor subtle, sweet, and wet
like firm-ripe juicy mango.

You kiss my eyes, caress my brow.
Each peck makes my heart quiver.
My fingers trace your ears, endow
your neck a deep hot shiver.
Our passion rising, sealed lips smother.
Tongues tasting, being tasted.
We inhale warm life from each other.
No breath-kiss moment wasted.

Not too soon we will feast on much meatier fare
with our bodies entwined and in motion.
We are sated for now by the air that we share
full of transcendent love and devotion.