Poetry

As natural as breathing.

by Trish / 23/08/2016

Breath caught and spun

around a tongue

twisted

with sensuality,

I taste the sound of your laughter.

Gripping it tight with my teeth,

giggling when it tickles,

finds it’s way through the gaps in my gums

and the fissures of my heart

with depth enough

to let in your light.

Absorption and reciprocation

of a refraction,

I exhale,

a sound of satisfaction,

both for the joy

And your reaction

When my lips wrap themselves around the letters of your name.

Reply guardianqueen 23/08/2016 at 07:14

Beautiful, good to see you back.