Memories
Of your mouth
Muddle my mind
They roam
South
With disdain
The fabric strains
Little signs I hide
From prying eyes
My fingers roam
The seat I'm on
The hard plastic
Is now your skin
Your tongue flickers
And skims within
Crevices hidden
By my clothes
My memories of you
Coming alive
Every moment
Of the morning after
As my face holds
Absolutely still
Or, at least,
I hope it does...
Of your mouth
Muddle my mind
They roam
South
With disdain
The fabric strains
Little signs I hide
From prying eyes
My fingers roam
The seat I'm on
The hard plastic
Is now your skin
Your tongue flickers
And skims within
Crevices hidden
By my clothes
My memories of you
Coming alive
Every moment
Of the morning after
As my face holds
Absolutely still
Or, at least,
I hope it does...