Adultery

Your body -
Swollen like a river
In spate.

Your tongue -
Moving all over
Ferreting out little secrets.

Your lips -
Moist, pliant,
Urging me in.

Your eyes -
Half closed, Half open,
Seeing in me
A silhouette from the past.

More often,
It is not the body
But the mind
Which commits adultery...