Kissed By A Butterfly's Wing

In such a way it should be contraband. Her heart and soul fluttered heavenly south, As a butterfly's wing kissed her hand and then her cheek, and then her open mouth Taking little bites and long-drawn-out sips It was then all she could do to resist. Like a fallen nest exposed, her lips She then coiled around him like a moonlit mist. Where she pressed firmly against his naked chest He squirmed inside an outward-flowing tide. All inhabitants now dispossessed He hears her heart crackling electrified. Hearing hallelujahs then, then an amen! He presses forward and kisses her once again.