Happy Holidays, Lovers. Has everyone done their shopping and cooking yet?
Well, we don't really give a good goddamn about all that material bullshit. We want the stripped down version.
With Ls you get to use your tongue in such delicious ways. Press your tongue against the backs of your top-front teeth. Roll it out as you go into that short A and open your mouth wide. Then close slowly, like a sensual bite, like the finish of a kiss as you pull back for another stare into her eyes. The T is just a touch of a pop of a tsk! A short I not neglected but not held too long then the B where your lips come together gently, ready to part again quickly. The last syllable drifts on, YULE, BYULE. There's really only one way to leave that last L. With a smile.
n.-- a hiding place
Take me to your lovely latibule, my darlingest.
Together we'll be secure from the world's anger and fear and prejudice.
Hide us there between your sheets so soft and warm.
Keep me safe from all the mean ones' bitter words and purposeful harm.