Return to My hands eternally dipped in a bowl of salt water (personal)

How do I want you?
Face down and panting, lover
and slowly turning [breath play|blue].

How do [I want you], lover?
My hands around your throat
your fingers tipped with [sweetness and light|dew].

Oh lover I will have you
trembling, breathing slow
my fingers now relaxing
your eyes, a [when all you have is a nuclear bomb, everything looks like the moon|moon] half-full.