Friday, November 13, 2020

 


—HEY, REMEMBER THAT TIME WHEN WE DECIDED TO KISS ANYWHERE BUT ON THE MOUTH?

 

 

uncorked

 

grab the

champagne,

babe,

shoot it

all over

us,

I’ll sip it

warm and subtle

from your navel,

slurp it rich

and succulent,

swirl wet gold

around

both nipples

slow-mo,

watch you steam

and glow,

let you moan

or groan with

each movement,

I’ll put in

the work,

truly, trust me,

I’ll take my

sweet taffy-long time,

turn your

inner-ear

into a caldron,

whisper a story

about urgency

and eternity,

the here and now,

triple X-rated show,

featuring things we

still don’t know

but are learning now,

caress by caress,

crease by crease,

here, give me

both of

those cheeks,

I’ll bury mine

in yours

and die

a happy man.

 

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