_____by tj

i sit
and all i can think about is your kiss
i swear i can
feel
the press of your lips against mine
as i savour the warm pressure but craving....
more
so i slid the tip of my tongue
out
and let it travel the seam where the two parts of perfection
meet
ohh God it tastes so sweet
so i suck at the bottom...in a silent prayer for entrance
which when granted is a gift
of pleasures untold.
I rub my tongue slowly against yours
sliding
in & out, in & out, in
and
dayummm this feels so good
hot, wet
like somewhere i'd love to live
so I stay awhile...and explore...like it was a new home
but then i am overtaken by a
need
to see if it taste this good everywhere
so i slide to that spot where your neck meets your collar and feel your pulse
beat....beat..beat...beat
until the rhythm drives me to taste the essence of it's
beat....beat...beat...beat
and i do
and it's you
the taste of you
the smell of you
the sound of you
as the feeling drives you to moan my name into my ear
and my body explodes
daydream
or not.

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