~for my mentors ~
I laid his head in my lap
face down and the heat
of his breath singed the
tiny hairs on my thighs
I knew it was dangerous
I knew we were
much too much in lust
and my freakish flights of fantasy
have always been far too
unreliable to trust
But I wanted him from his eyelids
to his chin, I wanted him buried
in the folds of my warm skin
And so I sat very still in the chair
as he greedily inhalded my essence
down there
SWT
I laid his head in my lap
face down and the heat
of his breath singed the
tiny hairs on my thighs
I knew it was dangerous
I knew we were
much too much in lust
and my freakish flights of fantasy
have always been far too
unreliable to trust
But I wanted him from his eyelids
to his chin, I wanted him buried
in the folds of my warm skin
And so I sat very still in the chair
as he greedily inhalded my essence
down there
SWT