Tongues

Today, while we're
apart, we won't
even notice them,
these autonomic,

vascular organs
enabling us
to taste, chew,
and speak.

Tonight,
warm with blood
and pulsing,
they will sneak





from their castles
of teeth,
caress
every atom

of our flushed,
forbidden flesh,
and swirl,
mellifluously

fluent
in the dark,
carnal language
of desire.

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