Seek Me

When my fingers are in your mouth
and you are
somewhere between hysteria and sleep
as the wetness of my tongue
makes hairs curl in the humidity
seek me

When your eyes can't break from me watching
the beautiful contortions and intricacies
of pleasure race across your face
when I can't concentrate anymore
when I no longer seem myself
seek me

When my face is lost under the heaviness
of sweat infested locs
and my breath won't calm itself
when my words come from a depth that
reverberates within you like a good baseline
seek me
because

When you are with me
entering me
tasting me
lost in me
I find you

and I call your name
when you have found my hiding place