as I gently part you
giving a sniff, then
a flick of the tongue
and, ummm…rapture.
I take my time because
that excites me
causing my mouth
to salivate
as passion
gives way to
reckless abandon
and your scent I fear
weakens my faith
in the ability to
ever tell you
no.
Yes, you are my
guilty pleasure,
oh succulent
marshmallow
Valentine Peep.













Lane



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