Sweat It Out
Sweat It Out belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, PhilosophicalSWEAT!
Glorious, beautiful, liberating sweat!
Not perspiration. Not a slight glow.
Sweat…. And thank fuck!
I can feel it everywhere. Little rivets of it run down my arms and drip off my fingers and it trickles down the nape of my neck. Not just my own either… yours too… and yours, and yours, and yours and yours. I want to grab you and pull you close to me, rubbing your excitement all over myself. I sate myself with the fact that I can smell the tingling of flesh. It has become a part of me. You all have become a part of me, for tonight.
I breathe in… deeply, savouring your used up air, feeling the heaviness of it travel through to my lungs and hit the pit of my stomach like a love punch. The headiness of it all makes me both weak and strong at the same time and I grab the rail in front of me for support.
You, person whom I do not know, tonight, you and I are one in the same, for as long as the band plays on.
MissKristy
and mine? and mine too????
fucking HAWT. Brilliantly done!
Lisa Jewell
Glorious indeed….
Wonderful writing Mel…. as always…..
Steven Lippis
Reel Big Fish!
Melissa Vowell
Yes Steve :D
templar
REEL BIG FISH… Hey you missed out on the guys. They came to the club that I worked at after the gig.
Melissa Vowell
I KNOW. Steve told me. I’m gutted
Lawford
That public transport is such a bitch when it’s 38 degrees.
gordontant
Excellent Mel….
TomArnell
mmmmm random sweat :P
angelfyre
Love the mental imagery. good job!
artstruggle
A bit too well written. I didn’t even have to scratch the monitor and sniff…nausea had already hit me!
Adriana Glackin
Very very good – I need to remove my winter dressing gown now, I’m not cold anymore ; )