Dastrix Slogan
Bluelighter
the gentle folds
of crisp clean sheets
traveling slowly
up and along the curve of a thigh
the aroma of smoke
rising, swelling, lazily
from snuffed matches
and freshly lit candles
the unmistakeable sound
of long slow breaths
quietly heralding
deepest sleep
the way a woman smells
when you hold her
that her hair falls on your chest
and your mouth rests against her neck
in time
all these things
will be silently simulated
but they will always remain
forever yours
and
of all the tastes
ever to grace my tongue
none will match the sweetness
of calling you
lover
for the first time
of crisp clean sheets
traveling slowly
up and along the curve of a thigh
the aroma of smoke
rising, swelling, lazily
from snuffed matches
and freshly lit candles
the unmistakeable sound
of long slow breaths
quietly heralding
deepest sleep
the way a woman smells
when you hold her
that her hair falls on your chest
and your mouth rests against her neck
in time
all these things
will be silently simulated
but they will always remain
forever yours
and
of all the tastes
ever to grace my tongue
none will match the sweetness
of calling you
lover
for the first time

