The Feast of Joining

One day we shall meet, and
Celebrate, to mask our nerves and fright.
And we shall feast.

A deep breath as we meet.
Your scent and mine inhaled,
Our first taste of each other.

The oldest of laws with a twist:
An eye for an eye, the
Apperitif of smouldering souls.

Our fingers reach out.
Sensuous friction of swirled skin,
Delicacies of touch.

We draw together and meet,
Lips pressing hard.
Our mouths water as we drink.

Our senses engaged,
Moaning with pleasure
At mutual intoxication.

I lean down and bite at
Your neck, blood beneath skin
Awakens primal hungers.

Following vessels up your neck,
Trailing my tongue to savour,
The sweet morsels of your lobes.

Sweet caresses of body, as my
Nails leave lines of fire,
Slicing and carving your skin.

Hungry for more soft flesh,
I bite, lick, suck at your breasts,
Feeding like a newborn.

Pressed against the wall
I take you hard, all cock and cunt
Until our juices flow clear.

Licking pussy lips and clit, my
Penetrating tongue a spoon
Chasing the last drops of dessert.

One day we shall meet, and
Celebrate, to mask our nerves and fright.
And we shall feast.

A meal of greeting, banquet of flesh.
After years of togetherness we shall have
Our Feast of Joining.