Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Sitting On Your Tongue

Sitting on your strong capacious tongue
is what I loved to do when I was young.
Textured, warm and long, it did not chafe.
It made me feel inordinately safe.

I knew, somehow, that it would never follow
you would ever think to lap me up and swallow.
But if you’d planned to do so – and I knew it –
I doubt I ever would have thought to rue it.


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