The small heart


I tattooed a small heart
on the tip of my tongue
but it doesn't stop growing… vibrating... and blushing..!
when it surfs on your body
on its hottest waves
and its dunes of pleasures
as a starved wolf
To the small hearts hunt
Scattered on your flesh
Scattered… on your stomach
… on your breasts
… on your neck
… on your lips
and on your tongue… crowned of a small heart
similar to the small heart...
on the tip of my tongue. ©2006 Iméd Saadani

 

 

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