It is the thought
of a dimple,
flesh
here, and here
quivers, waits
for a lingering.
and tile floors
rubbed, shiny
dripping
torn.
of taut
muscle
ache, hot
candle wax
teeth, sultry nights
burning afternoon
unrequited morning.
of tight clothing
steaming skin
ice cubes.
It pulses, pulses
pulsating
pulsation
of eyelid,
earlobe
inner thigh
(and breathing)
slowly, smoothly
in, filling
out, tantalizing
moist
feeding
growing
until,
until,
until...
Birth sign: Aquarius
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