Archive for tongue
December 10, 2008 at 3:56 am · Filed under 13 Most Popular, love, Poetry, sex and tagged: age, back, call, chest, ear, fear, grip, hands, lips, long distance breakups, love, lust, nails, passion, reason, teeth, tongue, touch, voice
I wanted to call you tonight,
to hear your voice low in my ear
one last time,
to feel your voice grip me from afar,
but I believed you when
you told me never to call again.
You may not have meant it.
When you said
“It’s over. Leave me in peace,”
you may have meant
“I love you,
and I need you to call me to prove your love,”
but I believed you.
I hope you meant it,
because I believed you.
I hope you didn’t mean it,
because I still love you.
Our fear of loving each other isn’t fear at all.
It’s all the miles and years between us
and a little bit of reason pretending to be fear,
but what place does reason have in love.
I wanted to touch you tonight,
to feel your lips on my lips,
your tongue on my ear,
your teeth on my chest,
your nails on my back,
and your hands where I dare not mention,
but I believed you when
you told me that you had found another.
You may not have meant it.
You may have been making excuses.
You may have meant
“If you love me, fight for me,”
but I believed you.
I hope you meant it.
My god, I hope you didn’t mean it.
There will NEVER be another love like this.
There will NEVER be another love like this.
There will NEVER be another love like this.
With luck, the next love will never end.
November 9, 2008 at 5:53 pm · Filed under love, Poetry, sex and tagged: arms, captivate, closer, dance, ear, poet, seduce, seduction, sex, soul, tongue, waist
I’m a poet, wanna dance?
I’ll wrap my words around your waist,
my tongue around your ear and pull you closer.
Listen carefully,
I want to make love to you, press myself into you and dance inside of you.
Let me hold you in my arms until you stir my soul.
If I can seduce you with my words, I will seduce you with my words.
I’ve been places in my mind that you would never let me go.
Let me go…
You captivate me.
October 7, 2008 at 12:57 am · Filed under Ramblings and tagged: acrid, gargling, gross, hideous, razor, shaving cream, taste, tongue
I can’t get this awful taste out of my mouth. It’s so hideous, so acrid. I try gargling, like a bubbler, gurgling, but that doesn’t work, so I scrape my tongue with an emery board, but THAT does nothing, but the razor blade helps, a three-blade razor does the trick. No shaving cream—that would be gross.
