A Su Boca La Amo (Interlude)

Shortened breaths
Lips slightly parted
Slow blinking, pupils dilate
Looking at each other, we agree it’s inevitable

The body leans in, surrendering to the moment
The slow or desperate movement of the lips
Eyes lost in the satisfaction of desire
The pressure of your hands completely overwhelms me

The heat of your mouth, the wet sound on contact
A scarce taste, the richest I’ve ever had
I want you
But I love your mouth