suspension...

 
now why did you have to go
& say those words
in that deep throated tone
you know what they were
knew how they'd crash over me
...a rapturous tide
you know how wet a flood can get
I'd say it drenched my panties
but we both know I don't wear any
still...
the stream of honey salted cream
coated my parted thighs
& you knew that too
sensed it...scented it...expected it...relished it
oh my arrogant sadist
you also knew...
that I'd be very aware...
...what it cost you
to leave me untouched
& call it a night
my beautiful masochist
we both wait in anticipation
for the moment suspended
...to be continued



it goes where it goes...it comes when it comes...