Jerk awake, jerk
your
way up from sweet, sweet dreams of
me
and don't you still feel
me,
touching,
me,
sticky-slick all over
you?
Can't
you
feel
me,
Sam?
Kick the blankets aside now, away from
your
sweating, your
damp, your
licked tasted touched,
me, all over
you.
Oh
Sam,
I
missed the taste of
you
on
my
tongue,
very sweet, sticky-sweet, sticky-slick,
eaten all up.
Slip back into hot sleep, slip back.
I'm
so glad
you're
back -- missed
you,
Sam. Sleep. Don't worry.
I'm
taking care
of everything.
Are
you
dreaming again,
Sam? Dreaming
me, sticky-hot all
over you?
 
 
"Jack Loves Sam" July 1998 by p q laertes
pqlaertes yahoo com
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