LOLITA IS NOT A BOOK TONIGHT

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You tease me
with your words,
like your fingers teased the palm of my hand,
like my lips should have teased yours
more.
Way more
than they did.
I wanted to run my hands all over your nervous self,
but all I could do is stare
and
want you.
One hour turned into two.
Two cups into four
and I couldn’t help but notice
how easy it is
to turn the bitter taste into sweet
in two short seconds.
(And you did it in one)
I know I shouldn’t
but I can’t
stop
(nor do I want to)
mouthing words of praise
I have for you.

– Chatty Owl –

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5 thoughts on “LOLITA IS NOT A BOOK TONIGHT

  1. Y.N says:

    Aah… A great moment that matters .. to resist the urge is to suffocate the mind and force blissful innocence to take a back seat. Well done 🙂

  2. punktyras says:

    Warm streams of molten honey find its way through ice cold fingers. Just few may afford such relief and they are lucky.

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