A Lizard’s Sun
Like arid land –in need of moisture–
I need you.
When our mouths touch,
Our tongues meet, and our lips graze,
Life sprouts everywhere in that earth that so desired water.
Your kisses remind me of
Coconut butter from Bali,
Or the alchemy of bees.
You are a lizard’s sun;
When our breaths mesh into one,
Released sirocco winds
Heat up our bodies of water.
Trapped in your resin,
Your amber eyes remain infused into my vision;
Shades of brown which my pupils crystallize into memories.
You have become the light
Which seeps into the darkness of my blinks.