Can you keep a secret?
Just between us...

It’s the spark
from the tip of your
tongue
and the hush, whisper
of your searing hands on my skin.
Gotta be quiet – she might wake up.
How you going to explain this one?

You want to tape my mouth shut,
tie my hands up greedily
and stuff me in the closet,
suppress my innocent moans
for only your ears. Savor
the unknowing curve of my lips.
I think I just heard her call your name –
better not sit so close.

How did I become your ragdoll
hostage by only the touch
of your lips?
Such a soft and smoky secret.

I’ll make a mess of you, play
your game and win. Leave you
sunburned and broken
on such a cloudy day.

04/08/2003

Posted on 04/08/2006
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