Dec 2012
it's been three sour months of sobriety
and unfulfilled
sensuality
But I see Lucy still remembers where
all of my
favorite places to be touched are
She sends me soaring
Fumbling.
Tumbling wildly toward
her body. a sacrificial offering
A new flavor on my lips
A feather soft breath across
my hips
****.
I'm afraid if i whispered too loudly
I'd disturb the rhythm
of her technicolor love
And Lucy loves me so
lusciously
and unfulfilled
sensuality
But I see Lucy still remembers where
all of my
favorite places to be touched are
She sends me soaring
Fumbling.
Tumbling wildly toward
her body. a sacrificial offering
A new flavor on my lips
A feather soft breath across
my hips
****.
I'm afraid if i whispered too loudly
I'd disturb the rhythm
of her technicolor love
And Lucy loves me so
lusciously
Uhm... the only thing I can think of to explain this without giving too much detail: first time with a girl... on LSD. Critique is welcome, but homophobic comments aren't so much. I think hellopoetry will be serving as a diary for me, unfortunately for those of you who read it. Lol, thankee sai! :)
