byWillow Rain©

Oh Ndjma

Perfect shape,
tender meaty almond resting on the center depression of my tounge.
Sweet temptation.

Your language licks the bowl of my head clean
until I am empty and
diffuse with longing.


The sharing is
over too soon.

I swallow the story
in one perfect act of literary consumption.
My fingers seated into my own flesh
sticky, hot and wet,
the delicate muscles quiver and pulse.

With a shiver I roll over in the bed
open to what I have read,
a whore to your language.
I am lustful for more artful phrases,
relishing your shocking outbursts.

I play the word cunt across my lips,
rest on my belly,
and breath in the scent of my own desire lingering in the bedding.
For just a few moments
I disappear
and float
in Nedjma.
You are as deep and wet as a river.
My heartbeat, steady around my own fingers, is my only tether.

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