When I Think of You...

When I Think of You…

When I think of you

I think about your mouth

Well, that’s not quite the truth

I don’t think of your lips or teeth

I think about your twisting tongue

That tongue that teases with delight

Tickles me with the most intimate kisses

The tongue that tells me I’m wanted

By the way it swirls over your lips

Craving for the way that I taste

That is the truth of the matter

It is your tongue I think of

Whenever I think of you

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Submitted to: Press Prompt