Monday, 24 February 2014

Sweet and Sour

Teach me all your sweet and
sour words of love, those
tongue-twisting lyrics of lust which you
mouth slowly, carefully, as if my
glottis were a three-year-old;
giggle uncontrollably when I
mispronounce; pounce, your
organ-stop nipples gouging my chest as you
attack my ear to
whisper hotly all that those
sinuous syllables symbolise.

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