It’s been a while since the last time I licked a clit
Or nestled myself down between soft thighs
And slowly licked, kissed, and sucked a lady’s sensitive skin.
I forget when it is absent from my daily life.
I forget my longing, my need.
Sitting here in a cafe, sipping strong coffee, I am struck.
Suddenly my chest burns, my crotch tingles, my head swims
And all I can do is slowly lick the outline of my lips, over and over and over.
When my lips are chapped and swollen red, I suck them to keep them moist.
Letting my fat full lip roll free of my teeth.
With fresh chapstick applied, I slide my lips together until they are supple again.
Then there is only panting and pining as flashes of flesh play in my mind.