Thread by @RCdeWinter

#poetry
#NSFW

The Sacrament of Tongues

I remember us in that dark hallway,
taking turns as we knelt in worship
to anoint each other in the sacrament of tongues.

Your head thrown back, eyes closed to all
but the caress of my hands parting your legs,
slowly, gently, I fastened my painted mouth
on your swollen flesh, drawing all of you
into my columned sacristy, erasing everything
but the excitation of desire, your thrusting,

hands holding me to the welcome task of ecstasy.

I hear your wordless voice crying out
the salt confession of your lust
as you performed the penance of surrender.

And when your trembling ceased, you lifted me,
then knelt, hungry lips burrowing between pink folds
to find the pulsing treasure of my own ripe wanting.

My hands held you fast to that pink pearl,
your tongue the instrument of my deliverance
as I, writhing in the bath of your ablutions,
remembered paradise.

Then, wrapped around each other, collapsing in a heap
on the shining surface of that polished cathedral floor,
a slanted slice of moonlight illuminated our mouths meeting
as we exchanged the remnant fluids of spent passion.

Now I, remembering this and more,
seek you out once again to partake
of the sacrament of tongues.

© 2018 RC deWinter
Published in MONO - Erotica, December 2021

And people say I'm irreligious. *grin*

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