(A sensual whisper to yourself)
When was the last time
you stared into your lovers eyes?
When was the last time
you truly saw them?
When was the last time
you chuckled,
smiling at their childish playfulness?
Ran your hand through their mane?
Bit at their nose—
giggled into their ears?
When was the last time
you traced your hand
down their neck,
circled their chest?
When was the last time
you massaged their nipples—
felt them harden,
flush,
like a ripened fruit?
When was the last time
you took their lips into your mouth—
tasted their passion?
When was the last time
you breathed into their ear
and sent a shiver down their spine?
When was the last time
you flicked their nipple
with your tongue,
tasting their skin?
When was the last time
you moved down their body,
slowly, deliberately—
listening for breath,
For moan,
For delight?
When was the last time
you gave—
curiously,
with no expectation of return?
When was the last time
you’ve held each other in lotus,
feeling every breathe,
every pulse,
merging as one?
When was the last time
you said
“I love you”?
When was the last time
you played?
When was the last time
you tucked your hair
behind your ears?
When was the last time
you rubbed your neck?
Pressed your shoulders?
Circled your chest
Tracing your fingers
around your nipples?
When was the last time
your hand wandered
from the nape of your neck
down your own waist?
When was the last time
you giggled
while exploring yourself?
Massaged your thigh
grasped your bosom?
When was the last time
you smiled—
stroking yourself with curiosity,
without rushing toward climax?
When was the last time
you made love to yourself—
not for release,
But for reverence?
When was the last time
You tasted longing?
Held stillness?
Danced in your own skin?
When was the last time
You inhaled—
Deeply?
When was the last time
you looked within
and whispered,
“I love you”…