As you hold that cigar
Between your chapped, darkened lips,
Its smoke encircles my head.
Such egotistical thoughts;
I see them as they drift behind your eyes.
It seems you've imagined
Every single detail of this night;
Every sigh and breath I may have.
You've taken every precaution
So you wouldn't have to worry about a trail.
I can feel the line of blood;
The one slowly trailing from my brow
Down to my lip.
Recalling how you hit me,
When I didn't agree to follow you.
Such ecstasy it must bring you
As you pace circles around me.
Knowing you have full control
Must make you drip with anticipation;
Ready to begin.
9:58am
19 January 2009
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very kewl love =) nice take on the prompt! thats just awsome!
thanks for entering and good luck,
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