Sex And The Water (Taste)

Smooth heat rubbed against my lips. I went close to fetch a kiss and swallowed sips Drawn from a tongue;fruit, bitten subtly, slow Because I know I may hurt hers, mine also: The same I feel is what there maybe is felt too. Here now, we've came, than frowning me and you Are holding tight behind our horse's neck Riding through days and night's weave of starful black There but I brighten night with all a sunny day; Death to the lazy and to thee;her chastish ways! And sky, its whispers blow the cool and quietest, Fall from cloud rainless while it pours on thee, the first, Woman of choice of heart struck loudest where it lives It touches most;it brings the hand, a hand that gives!