Some In the Morning
for D.B.A.
in love with you again tonight, sweetheart of mine
appetite, I've got it back
I can eat until your bowl was empty
lick until your bowl was clean
licking I know will make you wet, and wetter still
more I lick, more I want
lick you, you will beg me, lick you more
though you find this cat lapping you up
a thing you were unable to bear
you'd beg me at once to stop and not to stop
desiring to die of joy, of enjoyment
have to find your centre, sniff it out
along the path you took
very centre though to get to, on hands and knees
you to open and to enter, moist as a dewy morning
sun, great, big, fiery orb, rising, shining, warming
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
3:31 a.m. 21.03.10
for D.B.A.
in love with you again tonight, sweetheart of mine
appetite, I've got it back
I can eat until your bowl was empty
lick until your bowl was clean
licking I know will make you wet, and wetter still
more I lick, more I want
lick you, you will beg me, lick you more
though you find this cat lapping you up
a thing you were unable to bear
you'd beg me at once to stop and not to stop
desiring to die of joy, of enjoyment
have to find your centre, sniff it out
along the path you took
very centre though to get to, on hands and knees
you to open and to enter, moist as a dewy morning
sun, great, big, fiery orb, rising, shining, warming
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
3:31 a.m. 21.03.10
posted by Obie Quiet at 5:54 PM
2 Comments:
Simply amazing. Funny how the climax for me was the sunrise. An entirely warming poem.
It is still as amazing as the first time. Way to keep the fire lit.
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