Orpington

I want to climb into the cave of your mouth
And explore, explore and keep on exploring
Be closer to your lips, your teeth, your tongue
Stay in that sacred place until morning.

I want to climb into your ear
And whisper to you for days on end
Rest in that smooth, cool shell
Until you whisper back to me, in French.

I want to slip into your smooth, brown skin
And walk around as you for a day
Look out through your feline eyes at the world
See how you do things your way.

I want to be your tattoo
Your tattoo that the blood beats through
Indelible inks, words in French
A perfect symbol of you.