When no one is looking You pull and hold me into your arms Into your bed Savoring my kisses and caresses...that I usually hold back Because its when no one is looking that I completely let go and give you all that I have When no one is looking You share your sweet words Words that warm my heart, heat my chest Words paired with touches from your fingertips that make me wet When no one is looking I give into you I devour and selfishly take all the bites I can Knowing it drives you to the point you grasp my arms, flip me on my back... And you begin to taste, bite, and drink of every sensuous sugar flavored bead of sweat Sweet filled curves Sangria flavored juices that seap through every pore Through my vessel it pours When no one is looking We are in our own world And even in a crowded room The moment no one is looking In that moment Without even turning your way I know you are staring I feel your eyes embedding and digging their way into my flesh Its a sensation that starts in my belly Runs up my stomach, between my breast Its the thoughts manifesting your hands clenching and pulling at my chest All this, in the moment when no one is looking A slight quick moment We lock our eyes Both lighting up Both feeling the heat we know we will be in...later tonight When no one is looking
Read this at the annual "Exotica, Erotica, Poetica" open mic event at Weeds Bar in Chicago on 2/13/12.