Spit



Bending over

he let spit drizzle

from his mouth

in a slow, purposeful

manner.



He watched

carefully the spot

where it would land,

right on the tip of his finger.



With his right hand

he slowly inched towards

the glistening center.



A grin formed on his lips,

his eyes sparkled with sheer delight,

and his breathing became rapid.

His passion beauty and this one sure was.

He licked his wet lips and sighed.



His forefinger straight out,

chest heaving and falling,

his excitement grew the closer he got.



Finally, the piece de resistance!

He held his breath and

with slow, gentle pressure

... he was in.



In a few seconds,

the bubble burst!



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