the tongue was made to testify
to speak when the promise comes protruding
to lay under oath with tastebuds required

a sommelier of mortal shells
distinguishing lustful contempt from 
some mere, facetious contemplation

recording that infectious moment
when jarring spit becomes dulcet saliva
and your body beneath bends to my will.

before it blossoms. before it broods
and it breaks completely open.