laying here alone

    I can smell you in these pillows in these sheets the smell of your hair of your skin of your cunt filling my lungs filling my every breath filling me with longing but it's been hours since you've laid here and I want you here now but you're not you're gone somewhere somewhere not with me my skin still feels your body pressing against me your smooth skin melting into mine becoming hot and my fingers slide over you like parchment against silk and I feel you shudder beneath me with soundless moans breathed against my neck and your nails clinging into the flesh of my shoulders I like to watch you come come so quietly come for me come as my tongue dances on nectared folds your come sweet and honeyed your eyes clenching so tight as you dig your head back into the pillows and your legs tremble against me and from so far away I watch you as you gasp turning twisting your head lifting your hips against my hungry mouth feeding me your fingers pulling my hair pulling my lips closer into you feeling your cunt melt against my mouth feeling your come seep into my tongue as I lick you bite you pull your swollen lips between my own lips my mouth becoming sticky with this nectar that you can't stop from seeping out of you but you really wouldn't want to would you I let the scent of you invade me as I push my tongue harder against that little nub that is the nexus of so much and I know where I would want to be if ever offered paradise I feel your legs tighten around me and somewhere your voice is crying out for some diety or maybe you're only whispering and it all seems so long ago I crave the taste of your skin already I'm yearning for you to envelop me again god damn this empty wait all I can do is keep wanting tasting from memory what I know can only be happiness.