Friday, December 24, 2010

I hiccup.

It was with you that I realized the power of words
Swirling through my mind was the thought of your words landing on the lunar surface of my soul
Our bodies completing an eclipse.
The words you spoke were made tangible
I felt them.
Smoother than silk
Airy.
Lighter than your skintone
Heavy.
Thicker than your thighs.
Provoked every sensual thought in my mind
Caressing your front
Kissing you from behind
I'm not oversexual, but I can make a nun come
Never be confused
This is no part of a mental conundrum.
Your words created a straight and narrow path showing me where you were coming from.
I'm going to trust you and your words
You seem to be partners in crime
Saving me infinitely from a life with no value, lack of thought, and wasted time.
Ever affected by your tag team duo
I hope you're thinking of things we can.....
You know.
I want make love on a bed of words
Unlike roses that wilt and eventually die
Your words give me an everlasting supply
Of oxygen......
More than breath
They create depth
I tell you to dig deep when we make love
Each inch you continue to give
Makes me intoxicated with words
I hiccup.

N*

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