body's part

it was because she wanted
to be thought that her breasts
nippled ideas opposing thumbs on
which he'll speak soon mumbling
intent on nuts napalmed

swallows would wing them with
tongues tethered fulcrummed
by hips bed post gripped
with thoughts disembodied
mouths murmuring 'til slipped

into each other they divulged
no reason to think otherwise
than soft and smitten smiles
to themselves such intimacies
surely must alter their minds

both calling follow me home