Sauté

Talk to me, 'cause I
Wanna feast on your words.
Talk to me, 'cause I
Become the sweetest.
And the peachy puree from your lips
Fills me up.
Like the moon again
In its hot fullness.
Speak dirty and
Touch me here with your fingertip.
Dangerously want
To pull me under.
Don’t be scared, hunger will draw us in today.
Read me like a menu, feel free.

Touch, pinch, bite, lick, puree from your lips, I’m sautéed.
Whisper, shout, caress, touch, puree from your lips, I’m sautéed.

Next to me today is
Here with us, Miss E.
Invisible but
It’s because of her that you want.
To fill me
To the brim of the cup.
The puree is sticky
From your few words.
A few words that
Put me on edge in a flash.
Dangerous phrases
From the menu of erotic dishes.
And again, this hunger will draw us in today.
Order me like a menu, feel free.

Touch, pinch, bite, lick, puree from your lips, I’m sautéed.
Whisper, shout, tease with your tongue, puree from your lips, I’m sautéed.