DRIBBLE DRABBLE
He threw back his head, lips parted widely; and as his long blond curls shook about his neck, he laughed, brilliantly. Oh, it was tantalyzing to see him laugh -- how the energy filled his eyes, enlivened the tiny cells in his flushed face to pump wildly with blood -- with raw intoxicating life!
The sound spilling from his lips burned a tremour within my core. It was impossible to comprehend -- how such an untamed sound could come from the mouth of a mortal human being. His laughter rippled through my bones, ignited my skin into flames of wonder and ecstacy.
His laughter was surely sinful -- and I wanted to gobble in into my own mouth hungrily -- chomp on it with my teeth and feel it swirl upon my tongue -- oh, what delicious laughter.
I never wanted to hear it end.
And as I looked at him in utter rapture, I could not help but feel to myself:
. . . he'll eat me alive with his laughter.
The sound spilling from his lips burned a tremour within my core. It was impossible to comprehend -- how such an untamed sound could come from the mouth of a mortal human being. His laughter rippled through my bones, ignited my skin into flames of wonder and ecstacy.
His laughter was surely sinful -- and I wanted to gobble in into my own mouth hungrily -- chomp on it with my teeth and feel it swirl upon my tongue -- oh, what delicious laughter.
I never wanted to hear it end.
And as I looked at him in utter rapture, I could not help but feel to myself:
. . . he'll eat me alive with his laughter.