You bit me in that good way, an incisor nibble at the nape of my neck.
You bit me naked, secret preclivities FLASH! EXPOSED. Vulnerable.
Now, Eat Me devoured, flesh ‘n’ bone, but swallow slow, don’t choke.
A muse dancing to the music in your soul will give you POWER forevermore.
I want to lick
the full moon,
let it’s light,
flowing white,
drip sips
into my mouth
open wide…
How I love
you perched
hard ‘n’ high!
Shower me
with your power
and make me
come alive.
The swoon:
meeting your eyes
across the room…
oh my swoon,
my chest
like a balloon
enlarging
as you come
closer, sauntering
in my direction
with determination
for further erection
of our firey connection…
Oh my swoon!!! You.
Dark my thirst
to drink you in,
stripped of all
inhibitions!
I stare still.
In your eyes
I HAVE TO DIVE.
Youthful yearning keeps churning for just a fistful of your energy, fondling my muscles to move, kneading my ass to shake, squeezing me to twist ‘n’ shout “OH, YES!” real loud as you make my earth quake.
Your words
that voice
warmed
frigid fingers
to flicker light
in the dark
alone
to write:
Your face
that smile
pops up
head pulsing
stimulation
tickle-pricking
pure pleasure
to shout out
a showering
EXALTATION!
For a moment,
I FEEL POWER!
Awe tastes like coffee,
steamy-hot ‘n’ smoothe
as I swallow a good gulp
Awe slips down the throat,
and with a pump to the gut
rumbling the insides up,
giving a swift kick of giddy
A rocket to the flaccid brain.
Awe is trigger addictive
to someone like me,
turning darkness to light,
I drink morning to night.
The grind of incessant chores made less daunting with the pain in my reins, tamed by my intellect eating a moment.
A musing, I go to hopelessly inappropriate thoughts…
I want to
eat you
like cotton candy,
feel your sweetness
melt upon my tongue
so I can
swallow you
into my soul,
keeping you to hold,
sharing words
that fill me whole!
Like a cushy marshmallow beginning to drip goo over a light warming flame, inside I melt for You.
What’s my hook? I ponder as I cook, Do I have a hook today? And this is what the right side of my brain had to say:
I have a hook
in your mouth
I could put
to sink my line…
have you swallow
being caught
ALL FOR ME
and I’d EAT you
SUCKED IN WHOLE
I lick my lips in remembrance of the man I used to know, the one I never caught, the one who owns my heart.
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