“Hot and Spicy” brings to mind thoughts of a very special kind. A Coloring The World Entry |
The Taste of You I’ve written about many things, the so called “cabbages and kings.” I let the prompt take me away; it always gives me words to say. “Hot and Spicy” brings to mind thoughts of a very special kind. I close my eyes and I recall … The images hold me in thrall. I look - and almost like a dream - I see the soft curves through the steam. Your skin takes on a rosy glow. I want to rush but I go slow. I run my fingers over you, Each time we meet, it seems so new and I’m filled with anticipation. I think of you with adoration. With teeth I give you little nips and worship you with trembling lips, tasting all your tenderness. Still, I need more I must confess. As passion mounts, I can’t contain this desperate need within my brain to have you. So, with no remorse I grab you using all my force. The animal that lies within revels in your tender skin until I crest the rising tide. I slump back fully satisfied. I’ve written about many things … and now an Ode to Chicken Wings Notes: An entry for "COLORING THE WORLD CONTEST TEMP. CLOSED " [E] Prompt: Hot and Spicy Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise are all equally welcome. Ken |