So that’s why
we close our eyes
when we kiss
so the tongue
can work in the dark
the way it likes
so slick and nimble
no wonder the mouth
feels so empty
to the tongue
how it fills
with words slithering
and pushing
we cannot
get more naked
than this
our tongues touching
and sliding together
like snails
shooting their tiny
love darts
our empty skulls
spiraling
behind us.

John Witte, via The New Yorker