Carnal blessing

In the late watches of the night 

your tongue languidly 
traces my contours 

in carnal blessing.

Wet goosebump tracks gleam 

in moonlight's dim emergent glow 

- we gain momentum - 

a boat on a roiling sea.

Dance dark shadow-plays on the wall, 

sweat rivulets through dusted 

moonlit tongue-tracks

over skins' smooth terrain - 

seeking surrender in my cleft 

- sweet sacrifice - 

Benediction to a god 

of carnal desire.

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