Suffocation

feel my weight upon you
as I lift up and dip down again
our tongues dancing
wrapping around each other
bodies slick with emotion and motion
and movements more precious
than rain in a desert
my nails rake along your chest
as yours dig into my hips
I cling to you famished
dying of thirst and you’re my oasis
my curls cascade down my back
as I toss my head back
wonder and glory behind my closed eyes
I am in awe of your pleasure
the rawness of your touch
I soak you up
a blotter for oozing ink and
the raucous words that drip off your teeth
those same teeth which
tear my flesh off in chunks at night and
smile palely in the light of day
I’m demure and shy
I’m a slut and a vixen
I’m twisted in thought for you
like your fingers twisted about my wrists
I never want this moment to end
even as I’m screaming out your name
my knees gripping tightly to your chest
I lost my breath
the first time you said my name
suffocating never felt so good


tara caribou | ©️2019

5 thoughts on “Suffocation

  1. “a blotter for oozing ink and
the raucous words that drip off your teeth”

    Again, here you really show your gift for writing in metaphors. I really enjoyed this and never thought suffocating could be so beautiful of a concept.

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