Antici……. pation

We locked eyes before lips,

Too tongue tied to speak, 

But sealing a vow of 

Unyielding yearning

And 

Undying devotion.

Our fascination with the flesh

Grinds gristle into grace.

With a sweaty saccade 

For the thrill

Of the placid pact,

We lie,

Ever still,

Together.