i bend

i bend

the moment has grown
where i have kissed your lips
and have liked the
after taste.
ripe and ready,
divine to my world.

your words spoken softly,
but surely off your tongue
are in line with my bones.

every last word, i stand behind.

i soften, i bend, i smile at
what seems so regular and
pure in your world, my world.

i bite, waiting to swallow.