beenmisstaken
06-05-2004, 06:26 PM
Nothing major, just how my mind was working today, don't know why.
Miscommunication
I look over at you and see your lips
The curve and fullness of them
The way they move with your words
My cat, Diva is so funny, you know what she does?
I imagine my lips pressed against them
Squashing the thickness of them
Inhaling the smell of your face
I look at your beautiful shoulders
How I can see the muscles and tendons
As you lift your cup of latte to your lips
She is an outdoor cat you know and she loves to hunt mice.
Your tongue licks the foam from your lips
It is so pink and I can see it move
In your mouth as you speak
I imagine my tongue pressed against yours
Tasting your mouth, feeling the texture
You press back and it is in my mouth
So anyways she thinks it is so cute to catch a mouse
You know that spot on your throat
The hollow where it meets your breastbone
I see your throat move as you speak
My tongue is in that hollow
Tasting your salty flesh
It moves up your throat
And then she brings it to me like a gift
Are you listening to me?
Yes
What was I saying?
You were talking about your cat, Demon.
My cat is Diva… Am I boring you?
Miscommunication
I look over at you and see your lips
The curve and fullness of them
The way they move with your words
My cat, Diva is so funny, you know what she does?
I imagine my lips pressed against them
Squashing the thickness of them
Inhaling the smell of your face
I look at your beautiful shoulders
How I can see the muscles and tendons
As you lift your cup of latte to your lips
She is an outdoor cat you know and she loves to hunt mice.
Your tongue licks the foam from your lips
It is so pink and I can see it move
In your mouth as you speak
I imagine my tongue pressed against yours
Tasting your mouth, feeling the texture
You press back and it is in my mouth
So anyways she thinks it is so cute to catch a mouse
You know that spot on your throat
The hollow where it meets your breastbone
I see your throat move as you speak
My tongue is in that hollow
Tasting your salty flesh
It moves up your throat
And then she brings it to me like a gift
Are you listening to me?
Yes
What was I saying?
You were talking about your cat, Demon.
My cat is Diva… Am I boring you?

