27.3.14



sslick ssoapy water

milk bbubble bbaths

cleavages excited him  the cleavage of lips pursed  eyelids winking  dimples formed by
smiles

those between small artistic fingers  at the backs of bent knees

the warm bbubbles of breasts  taut cheeks  lips – before unfurling

a sigh pressed on candle butterlight

the startled upsuck of breath sounding in a slender throat  the satiated hiss of physical 
exhaustion


there were more bbubbles than he could ever count 

more than he could ever name

more  than he would ever see

                                                           they were the reasons why he kept looking  why he 
was an explorer a discoverer  restless  curious  an effervescent never bored


anticipating the next  unexpected  ssurprise
 


1812,  Moanday, 13  1. 14