suffocate me

dare me to inhale with lungs
swaddled in cotton candy
and

taste my tongue, pink,
so sticky sweet and

damp

on the trail
of your throat,

wet rainbows left
by the blushing slug
in my mouth -

kiss me with a death grip
on my windpipe
and

leave

ten gifts for me,
fresh blue-indigo oil slicks

puddling dark and deep
beneath my flesh.