Poorly chosen
my words
hurled against the wall.
Stone-walled
by you.
Traveling from my mind
to my mouth,
hurtling out
unheeded, unchecked.
Hurting you,
hurting me.
Till you catch my lower lip
between your teeth
stroking, teasing, tasting
silencing me
more effectively than any words you could have ever thrown my way.
Preeti Sinha
Tue 16th Sep 2014 14:40
You crack me up, Philip :)
Yes, very active. Sexually ;)