insatiable.

02/09/2009

"i'm afraid i might be insatiable"
and her lower lip trembles
he can't help but doubt the word
and its existance
he's sure anyone could be satiated
by stopping that lip with theirs
and no matter how she insists
and whispers about it being unwise
he can only softly sigh
oh, to leave her satisfied.
and her eyes moisten
he just wants to close them
he wants to feel her sigh
feel her ribs grow with every breath
and with each breath in his ear
feel the skin raise under his fingertips
she shakes her head
he can hear every word
slipping through her lips
between the words she actually speaks.
he reaches forward, envelopes her
trying to silence her enough
so that she can hear
everything her body's saying.
and when she pulls away
her eyes are crying out to him
the tear is mightier than the sword
he can feel her ribs raise dramatically
his lips upon hers before she can exhale
a breath is too long to wait
she can whisper her warnings all she likes
she is his for now.
insatiability be damned.