Parted Lips was an erotic reading I performed during Art Undressed.
Sexual prowess undermined, tight. It often pillages the ears, floods senses like a hot kiss sprinkled with cinnamon passions, pushing wet over my pout.
Stingy and deliberate
hair aside to fall between
and above, tantric squeezes to my breast,
wide open for that final shove
until wetness is all there is.