want
10:37 p.m.<>2001-11-09

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i want you.

i want to get drunk on you. i want you to intoxicate me with kisses. i want to get stoned on your breath. i want to lose my senses in the honey of your body. i want to breathe in your fragrance until my knees grow weak.

i want to put my tongue in the hollow of your throat. i want to take your earlobe between my teeth. i want the whisper that makes you shiver to come from my lips. i want the touch that makes you gasp to come from my hands.

i want to watch you lose your clothes, piece by piece. i want to unhook your black bra with my left hand. i want to tug your little black panties down your legs, an inch at a time. i want to lift your fingertips to my mouth. i want to dance with you. i want to hear the slip of your naked feet on the floor.

your voice enfolds me, dark and rich and warm, like velvet or imported chocolate. i am surrounded by the delicate floral scent of your hair. the muscles of your shoulders are toned and delicious looking. they cast pools of shadow on your arms. they seem to jump in the flicker of candlelight. they make the saliva come to my mouth.

i want to skim the rough palms of my hands over the curvature of your flesh. convex belly. arc of spine. sinews of your calves. swell of your haunches. i want to trace the lines of your obliques down to your pubis. i want to bring my nose to the tender delta where your leg joins your pelvis. i want comb the fine hairs of your mound with my fingernails.

i want to feel your wetness. i want to bathe in you. i want to open my mouth and drink you. i want to imbibe you completely. i want to swallow you whole. i want to lick you so that you feel dizzy. i want to stroke you so that you shine. i want my fingers to glisten with you.

you are all around me and in me. you are above and below me. you make me smile. you make me cry out. you touch me in places that make me move. you cover me like a blanket with the round softness of your body. soft. soft. nothing, not clouds, not the skin of a peach, not all the down comforters that i have ever wrapped myself in, were ever as soft as you.

i want you. i want to get drunk on you. i want to swim in you. i want all your spices on my tongue. i want to make you shake. i want to make the world disappear for you. i want to kiss your eyelids. i want to i want to be carried on your breath like a song.

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