Composed by Delicacy.....12/04/07
These hours linger
like a virgin's awakening
my tongue thrust into
a coffee cup, busy
chasing marshmallows
on a sea of cocoa.
The heady smell
of your cologne
still embracing my skin
tickling my nose,
and I don't want
to wash you off.
I long for the scent
to linger like the sound of our
"good-byes" whispered
on your way out...
into the world,
into the morning,
as you left me.
While I lick my lips
and taste the sticky sweet,
I think of the way
you were breathing
by my feather soft descriptions
of the way I was about to...
I always like filling
your head with verbal
Polaroid snapshots
just before it happens.
Wearing your shirt and nothing else
my tongue back at sea
I submerse my upper lip
thinking...
of how I'd rather be melting
in the depths of your mouth.
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