cant stop

my tongue glides across my lips
as my mind replays
pictures of our past
and maybe its just my imagination
but i can still taste
you
thoughts of us start
teasing my tongue
making my mind run wild
i
cant stop
licking my lips

every time i close my eyes
i
keep replaying that scene
right before
your
body
shutters
i find myself
drifting
licking my lips
and picturing you here
i
cant stop

you
taste like sweet peaches
like warm chocolate milk
like fresh apple pie
like grandma's peach cobbler
like
you

and i
cant
stop
licking
my
lips
(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)