These cats lick at my story with disarming tongues.
With each promise from their mouths I feel
The immense fragility wrapped in me
Unravel and seep through my skin.
I lick at the embedded pleasure
Between your capricious breasts.My tongue laps at an uncertain memory

wonderfully obscure and erotic...
ReplyDeletethank you Dan.
ReplyDeletenice...the rhymes really cement this...it is different and makes you think to gain meaning...i like that...nice magpie...
Deletethank you Brian.
Deletewow...cats with disarming tongues and the fragility wrapping and seeping through the skin...felt
ReplyDeleteI second what mythopolis said
ReplyDeleteClaudia - thank you.
ReplyDeleteayala - glad you like this thank you.
Trellissimo - thank you.
Gorgeous write...
ReplyDeleteTess - do you think so?
Deletei am never sure of anything i write. thank you.
I agree with Tess.
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thank you Sue.
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