Sunday, February 17, 2013

First Date (Poem A Day Project)

He talks alot about Lulu.
I know what she likes by the way she meows. 
I can see that cat purring against his chest.
Feel his hands stroking her nippled belly. 
Taste the kiss on my mouth.
That warm tongue lapping 
the little puddle behind my lips.
I can hear him listening raptly
to my meows.