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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