I WANT TO KISS YOUR LIPS

I want to kiss your lips,
to feel the petals of your mouth between mine.
Flowers do not need only to reproduce,
but to feel pleasure too.
Your nose against mine
carries the weight
of a thousand breaths
of a thousand cities.
To hold you in my arms
is the greatest of pleasures,
to be surpassed only by your kisses,–
and not even by that.