v u l v a l i c i o u s first fruits oh soft. oh sweet. i think it would be nice to hold you between my teeth, not breaking the skin but still feeling your tender flesh beneath my tongue. ripe fruit, supple but solid. listen, it's not as though i love you (though i do). i just want to know what it feels like to have you steady yourself against me. to feel you give way for a moment and then force myself to back off. i want to feel the downy fuzz of your skin against my tongue. i want to want you like that and not give in. |