Smokey Seduction

I watch his wispy smoke

Dancing in the air around us

As it escapes from behind his lips

And all I want

Is to taste it on his tongue

To breathe in the fumes he exhales

Traveling through his lungs

Slipping from his throat

Filling me with his fog

While his hand tangles in my hair

Tugging my head back to expose my neck

Tasting my skin with the deepest hunger

His dark eyes now distracted

Studying clouds that flood out of my mouth

Just before he attacks it

Claiming my lips with his

Because what other purpose do they serve

When talk is nothing but cheap?

And what good is a tongue

If it savors not a thing?

Tell me, baby, what you want

With your mouth and hands

I’ll make sure you never go without

But first

Let me hit that stick between your fingers

And breathe my passion into you

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