Sticky Thighs....

Niledvine (10/99)

Sticky Thighs, and Hot Lips signal the hormonal changes

that I experience when with you.

I feel this euphoric and charismatic consciousness

arise from my normal isolationist personality.

I touch you and you are so warm, and you smell

so delicious, kind of a mix of sensuous musk and

pherenome essence.

It triggers the lightness that fills me when I am near you.

this unusual desire to be close to you, and to want to feel

you deep, within me, intrigues and excites me. 

Your reaction to my proposition of a little personal time,

makes me sit and contemplate what you will smell like at

five o clock in the morning, when you are working..on me.

and I am enjoying the fruits of that very personal labor.

I long to kiss you in the places that I can only now think of,

your chest, your arms, your legs.  and to wrap myself around

you, fully, like a mist. Light and airy, present and still mystical.

When you touch me, I feel electricity course through my senses,

and my skin tingles.

Your Kisses, make me melt into another realm

and I begin to feel what must surely be

the doorway to physical satisfaction.

my thighs, stick together, the moistness

and heat lend an obvious air of sexual arousal

to any nose that happens to come near. 

I can’t stop it and to be honest I don’t want

it to ever stop. 

the old women who I sit and chat with,

tell me, that they can always tell when

a women friend of theirs has an interest in a man,

cause she always smells like it.. hmmmm I used to think,

they meant the smell that remains after making love,

but now I know what they mean, because I am paying

attention to what it feels like when I’m with you and

my thighs begin to sweat, and my hairs begin to curl

and stick together,,,....

( for K, a chemstry set on 2 feet, and for Joanne who tells me to Write Down My Dreams, thx N.D. )

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