
Drown the DoubtDrown the Doubt by ~darkskada
One, two, three tender licks
at the hollow of your throat,
your skin so warm and inviting.
A single water droplet
hangs tremulously
from your ear.
With a soft flick of my tongue,
I catch the drop,
preclude the fall.
Do I dare take the chance,
whisper these words:
"I love..."
"The rain," you finish,
more scared than I
at the phrase.
"Yes, the rain,"
I agree, then fall silent,
and slide my hand into yours,
rest my head on your chest,
let the rain wash away my words.
I can still taste you on my lips.