Response to the offer of a kiss

From you? Perchance to you a favor I ask
of naught but a verily peck upon my cheek
(to properly mirror a reality more readily parley'd
rather than further haunting thine focus
of desiring your body's warmth close
anymore than I warily profess I yearn to seek).

Anywhere else, the want to deeply spray unhindered,
unbound,
to thickly coat you inside and out
would swiftly overtake
a rationality that is sound.

Anywhere else, Oh heaven the desire to feel your lips!
Would leave me to take you
in all what's been imagined
from there to the here and now.

Anywhere else, that my mind could pretend
would make it unclear if I could stop
caressing you from head to toe
and eating you greedily while over you bend.

Anywhere else, though I uneasily profess
would stroke even further a fanciful fire
that already rages within/ and would cause a sticky mess.

From you? Perchance to you a favor I ask
of naught but a verily peck upon my cheek
so that the firmness that appears
Whence upon you I think
is in my logic rather than a dream
where we lie together in lustful embrace
until both our knees are weak.

As for you the same offer:
however tis I who chose where my lips I do place.
A kiss upon each check paired twice;
and a supple nibble uopon each quadrupled lip shall I make,
for it is my opine
that it is only your fortunate sound mind
that'll be the only thing
curbing my lust to explore
what may not be meant for me to find….