i want to
unthread
every single weave
of that kameez
with my teeth
unweave it
in the exact opposite manner
by which it was woven
imagine the movement of my mouth
over your breasts and back
and shoulders and collar bones
and the hollow of your neck and your nape
i want to render you bare
bare except
that black thread around your neck
and the little bow
those little bows
adorning your delicate neck
like a necklace of orchids
forming a semicircle
opening up a path
leading to summer land
and i want to eat those little bows
you are wearing
lick them
lick them so hard that i
imprint their pattern
on my tongue
and then
lick you all over
give you little bows all over your body
damn!
you are a mad man
she says
why?
but i really need to
i want to dress you
in those little bows with my tongue
with that black thread
just that black thread
as the only place
your blush
can hide
and then
i want to become
that thread
that black thread
around your neck
which grazes over your breasts and nipples
which sleeps well
and makes me fitful
midst your warm supple comforting breasts
wrapped tight in its favourite blanket
your
cleavage
and i hope
i hope
that someday
i can be your
basque
sshhhhh
she says with her finger on my lips
let's spend every waking moment in our home
yellow lights
mellow lights
no other sound
except
the lyrics of our moans and our
quicksilver breathing and the
rhythm of our bodies
let me explore every part of
you
let me sink in your blackness
revel in your whiteness
swim in the seas of grey
feed you gold with my mouth
we will walk our own streets of love
yes
we will
when you say it
the way you describe it
i want to get inside
that beautiful mind
of yours
i want to stand
and watch
as you form these images in your head
summon these patterns
and how you choose these words
i want to stand
and watch in awe
my brilliant bright glowing love...
i want to spend forever, wasting my time with you
is this insane?
unbelievable?
what is happening?
or does magic exist?
she asks
i, have secretly
started wishing
and praying for forever
everytime
i am with you
it is like there is a sea inside me
and i float away
buoyant
adrift
along with you
within myself
so deep inside
like
it is endless
like
we could go on floating
drifting forever
famished.
famished.
heady
but
not weak
they both speak
sweetheart
put your tongue out
for me
i need to suckle
on your tongue
i feel spent
and that seems like the only way
i can nourish myself
sweetheart...
yes,
she says
but, after you've had your full
you'll have to nourish
me too
unthread
every single weave
of that kameez
with my teeth
unweave it
in the exact opposite manner
by which it was woven
imagine the movement of my mouth
over your breasts and back
and shoulders and collar bones
and the hollow of your neck and your nape
i want to render you bare
bare except
that black thread around your neck
and the little bow
those little bows
adorning your delicate neck
like a necklace of orchids
forming a semicircle
opening up a path
leading to summer land
and i want to eat those little bows
you are wearing
lick them
lick them so hard that i
imprint their pattern
on my tongue
and then
lick you all over
give you little bows all over your body
damn!
you are a mad man
she says
why?
but i really need to
i want to dress you
in those little bows with my tongue
with that black thread
just that black thread
as the only place
your blush
can hide
and then
i want to become
that thread
that black thread
around your neck
which grazes over your breasts and nipples
which sleeps well
and makes me fitful
midst your warm supple comforting breasts
wrapped tight in its favourite blanket
your
cleavage
and i hope
i hope
that someday
i can be your
basque
sshhhhh
she says with her finger on my lips
let's spend every waking moment in our home
yellow lights
mellow lights
no other sound
except
the lyrics of our moans and our
quicksilver breathing and the
rhythm of our bodies
let me explore every part of
you
let me sink in your blackness
revel in your whiteness
swim in the seas of grey
feed you gold with my mouth
we will walk our own streets of love
yes
we will
when you say it
the way you describe it
i want to get inside
that beautiful mind
of yours
i want to stand
and watch
as you form these images in your head
summon these patterns
and how you choose these words
i want to stand
and watch in awe
my brilliant bright glowing love...
i want to spend forever, wasting my time with you
is this insane?
unbelievable?
what is happening?
or does magic exist?
she asks
i, have secretly
started wishing
and praying for forever
everytime
i am with you
it is like there is a sea inside me
and i float away
buoyant
adrift
along with you
within myself
so deep inside
like
it is endless
like
we could go on floating
drifting forever
famished.
famished.
heady
but
not weak
they both speak
sweetheart
put your tongue out
for me
i need to suckle
on your tongue
i feel spent
and that seems like the only way
i can nourish myself
sweetheart...
yes,
she says
but, after you've had your full
you'll have to nourish
me too