I read desire on the tongue Before the first red note is sung A tilted glass, a trembling breath A little sweetness near the edge You ask the bite to take its time To wear its longing dressed as wine I want the bloom, the trace, the ache The final warmth the body makes Let it breathe Let it stain Let the flavor learn your name Let it fall Let it bloom In the velvet of the room Slow wine Soft teeth I take what trembles underneath Red mouth Deep taste Nothing precious goes to waste Slow wine Soft teeth Let every secret come to me One sip One sigh Then down where sweet things lie Your fear has tannins on the skin A bitter note that draws me in Your courage lingers, dark and bright Like velvet folded into night I do not gorge, I do not tear I let the hunger take the air A touch of tongue, a patient art The feast begins beneath the heart Let it breathe Let it stain Let the flavor learn your name Let it fall Let it bloom In the velvet of the room Slow wine Soft teeth I take what trembles underneath Red mouth Deep taste Nothing precious goes to waste Slow wine Soft teeth Let every secret come to me One sip One sigh Then down where sweet things lie A crude hunger breaks the chalice A rushed desire wastes the rose I prefer the sacred malice Of tasting what the body knows Salt behind the silver laughter Warmth beneath the pretty fear Every note I gather after Draws your ending near Not a bite A ceremony Not a feast A slow decree Not a cry A red confession Not a loss A deep possession Velvet pressure Scarlet prayer Soft surrender Carried there Slow wine Soft teeth I take what trembles underneath Red mouth Deep taste Nothing precious goes to waste Slow wine Soft teeth Let every secret come to me One sip One sigh Then down where sweet things lie Slow wine Soft teeth I keep the warmth you tried to hide Red mouth Deep taste A holy longing, dignified Slow wine Soft teeth A final note beneath the breath One sip One sigh And sweetness answers death
