He lays back on the pillow
talking to the cracks in the ceiling,
"Ever wonder what the inside of your
nose looks like?"
He rolls over and cranes her neck back
for a look.
"Hey, stop it" she says
playfully.
"Let me lick your eyeball."
"Oh, why? Are you
hungry?"
"Let me lick it."
She rolls her eyes and his tongue
flickers across her vision.
"What does it taste like?" she
says, laughing.
"It tastes like butter."
She snuggles into his chest,
"You
are so full of it."
Full of what? he wonders.
July 26, 2018
