"the whole shebang"

I slip the entire
cookie in my mouth.
It's a common procedure
I learned from a man
whose grasp on life is simple and light
and sweet - even more than you say I am.

I sip the whole beer
down in one pull.
It's symbolic of how
I drank that beer.
It's meant as a beer on our life and times,
and I think it succeeds. It's strong and clear.

I'd like to take you
in just this way.
Not to consume
or devour whole,
but to slip me a taste of you self and all,
and never stop taking you in 'til I'm full,
which I've never been,
but I'd like to see.
What it's like, how it feels.
So much you in me, and the whole full all of you

still right there, holding my gaze

and breathing my air.