Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I respond...

As I share a meal with my family

I sit in an almost drunken state

My body is present but my mind wanders with thoughts of you

I lift the fork to my lips

And wonder if anyone around me notices

The smile turning up the corners of my mouth

To them it must look like my fare is exceptional

I am thankful they cannot read my mind

Because as the fork enters my mouth and presses against my tongue

I think of your tongue pressing against mine

When my taste buds water at that first bite

I grow wet between my thighs

And wonder if anyone will notice

Or be able to see

How even when you are absent

My body responds to you

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