Idle Fantasy

I wonder about your lips
As I pretend not to glance at them
Slightly parted between conversation
I close my eyes
Run the tip of my tongue
Against my own skin
Buzzing and tingling in anticipation
I imagine your lips pressed against mine
In exploratory union
A moment that lasts forever
The world shrinks down to two heartbeats
I forget to breathe
Lost in the fantasy
My body frozen
Until you look at me with a question
On those lips
But your eyes dart to the tip of my tongue
As it rests just so
Pretending to be your lips
And I wonder
As I watch you look at me
With captivated eyes
If you’re fantasizing about my lips
As I have fantasized
About yours