Her Mouth Poem by Thomas Case

I hold my
twisted angel
while she sleeps.
Her ass snug
against my groin.
I envision
her sanguine
grin while
she dreams of
domesticating me.
I can't believe
that I never noticed
how cute her mouth is.
It's amazing-I'm spellbound.
I want to nibble on
those lips.
The way she uses
her tongue to enunciate
certain words is sensual and
seductive.
I'm apathetic about
the book she is reading.
But while I watch
her mischievous mouth move,
I hear Shakespeare's sonnets.