sanctity

i'd like to crawl inside your skin

so soft and warm and bright

i'd open mine and let you in

but it's a sorry sight

decay, dismay, and disarray

nope, not a pretty place

that's why i seek the sanctity

of every pretty face

i'd like to lick the sour drips

that lurk in every pore

i'd love to taste your burning lips

i'd like to see your core

(c) 2003 j baugher