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Sitting On Your Face

By Rachel Lauren
  • 


     

    Tonight I—

     

    wanted to impress you.

     

    Not so casually I chose

    sleek black heels,

    a short leather skirt

        with a zipper

          that ran diagonally

     

    Paired fairly

    with a long-sleeved

    silk blouse

     

    Navy,

    with black buttons

    undone— 3 down;

                  generously

                  showing off

    the hint of dark lace

    below rounded flesh

    and calculated

    sweet scents.

                    

    At dinner I watched you

                   run two fingers

                   down a stem

                   of a wine glass

    like a nervous tic;

    smiling downwards

                 after words,

                        through

               our unspoken

                     intentions.

     

    At certain angles

    you’d catch the glimmer

    my eyes reflected by

    delicately tuned

    sarcasm

     

    It’s true:

    I loved it,

    you loved that I loved it,

    and we barely

    muttered words.

     

    I was charmed.

     

    Privately,

    I thanked myself

    for the

    wise choice

    of cotton material:

    at the very least

    a thin barrier

    to pitiful

    increases of fluid

    matched to your

    blood-flow.

     

    We had almost finished dinner,

    you were hungry

    and I—

    so full now

    of an inherent

    desire to feed.

     

    I knew

    if black leather

         were to be hiked up

         and scrunched,

    with panties

    intact

     

    You’d certainly

    be smothered

    in every

    scent molecule

    you could

    breathe in,

     

    through your

    mouth and

    nose.

     

    Maybe then,

    I thought,

    I’d allow your

    wine stained

    tongue

    for a while

     

    Knowing this, of course—

    my heart quickens

  • Rachel Lauren

    Rachel Lauren is a 30-year-old Miami-born writer currently living in Los Angeles, CA. Drawn to the darkly erotic and oddities that charm and challenge our psyche, her poetic mission aims to put the convolution of love, sex and human nature into ink.



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