Fingers and Lips

I want to feel the wet slickness of you
copious and feminine
coating my fingers
as they slip between your folds

I want to taste you
grounded and free
undulating for deeper penetration
mouth to wetness
head swimming between thighs

Sometimes I move my fingers as if remembers
Often times I move my mouth as if tasting
My mind
filling in the gaps of things
I will one day know