Saturday, 7 April 2012

K's FIAF #83

This photograph was taken from the Internet.

HER LIPS

He's always loved her lips.  He watches them shape themselves around her words.  Her tongue appears to moisten the full lower one.  They flash into a full smile - sunshine in the flesh.  A drop of champagne clings to the widow's peak of flesh, and her tongue sneaks out to steal it.  He licks his own.