Paradox Kiss

Sing me love in juxtapose
and whisper mysteries in my ear.
Laugh with blissful contradictions
as I trace paradoxes cross your skin.

The subtle burn of passion's grace
and timid fierceness of your eyes
is all that I can bear to beg for:
more and more and more.

I want and am wanting,
filled completely as a sieve
of your songs sung in loving juxtapose
and the paradoxes upon your skin.