one should let the tip of the tongue
like the first moments of a flame,
knowing the rise that will come.
let your lips wait their turn
to dance upon her.
feel the sugary button
shiver like kittens in the cold,
and write what desire you have
in the path of a dervish
around, around, and around
until you both become dizzy.
and only then
should your lips smile
as you let the button of her love
sharing a sacred sugar
your blood will remember for days on end.