Sip me; your sweet hennessy.

"Love at the lips was touch, as sweet as I could bear;

And once that seemed too much; I lived on air."
- Robert Lee Frost-

I wanna be lost in you,

never to be found.

swimming through your vessels,

quit and unannounced.

singing near your ear,

release of sweet melodies.

fighting with your lips,
trapped within your custody.

merging into your thoughts,

being your fantasy.

laying side your heart,

...my perfect ecstasy.

Yours truly,

Clam