your warm dewfills my nostrils

your wet breath

tickles my cheeks
i swoon at one breath 

of your pungent perfume

the scent of your speech

my will consumes
rain your sweet blessings

upon my thirsty skin

pour your delicious flavors 

into the mold of my soul 
drip and drizzle

onto me into me

all night

and into the morn

About Brad Werner

Technical Evangelist
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