Author: glimpses from an ivory tower PM
I am envious of your flute.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Words: 101 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-02-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2370616
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I want to be the metallic tang on your faintly rouged lips—
a delicious lingering, unable to be licked off
—instrumental in your melodic intimations.
I am a luminous, lilting voice that quavers slightly
when your milk-warm breath grazes my silvered skin:
honeyed whispers provoke a trembling, tumultuous crescendo
and you're still murmuring global pitches in my tingling ears,
unaware of how perfectly I could harmonize your melodies.
I want to be played by you with small velvet hands—
your slender wrists reflected in my elusive, mirrored gaze
—the echo of your name always singing in my spine.