I wish to drink from your lips.
Taste the sweetest wine
Flowing from your kiss.
Be a forgotten promise
While my fingertips
Trace memories from yesteryear
Upon your hips.
A desire so strong
Where I wait, and long,
Your body burns
My desire yearns,
To be at one
Within you.
Why make me wait,
In this sordid state,
Let me in and find
Secrets in your mind
So you'll come undone.
Beneath me.
-H. Murcia 2:35 PM 4/3/2026












