Gracious Words.

I’m all out of words;
with the exception of

“my tongue relentlessly, 
frenetically, lapping your
tender, receptive, love
button”

So I’ll draw this out for
as long as I can;

stopping periodically,

not just to see the look in 
your eyes or to catch my
breath

but for effect

and to give you the opportunity
to see how pretty the form
can be when parted adequately

before once again drawing
your attention to my
intentions; which is, to
build up to a knee trembling
climax where my hair is in your
hands as you grind against
my face until love overflows
Pandora’s Box and cascades
down my chin

and then we’d smoke

because
I’m all out of words. 

(Source: graciouswords)