As
I waited for the day I'll be meeting you for a date, my heart practiced to
re-tune its rhythm. As the beats began to thump to a new music of their own,
the effects were seen on my blushing cheeks. Who knew this time I would be
meeting you impromptu. My feet skipped gracefully. I l felt people watching me
and I didn't care. The place we were meeting at was familiar. The smells, aromas
and the sights brought good times back. I knew we were meeting for just ten
minutes and those ten minutes were like melting in the Milky Way, getting lost
amidst each other’s textures, curves and depths. As you opened yourself waiting
to be caressed by me, my lips parted, in exhilaration, for they had been
starving for many months. One bite of
yours led me to have an orgasm. With my eyes closed and your taste lingering on
my tongue, I dissociated and associated to that crisp aroma and rich flavour
that I felt the last time we met. In that moment, I swear I felt infinite. Your
gaze, the silence, the aroma and my dissolved self said everything. Just when I thought I had had enough, I
plunged for another bite and oh! I was on a roller coaster. You took me on a
high that I resisted and craved for simultaneously. How could you spin such
magic and play with me like this? Hmm?
One
after another, I digged deep into you as I discovered and lost parts of myself.
I was never as mindful of my being as i was with you.
As
I ride back home, I'm filled with you.
My fingers continue to lick the hummus and the pita bread. I'm satiated
even as I starve. Can't have enough of you, you know that? Don't you?
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