Archive for the Lover Category
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Muscle Memory

Lover
your whispered words
of a time before,
still carry
feather-light fingertips
across the skin
warm-spreading
and a tightening
breath, caught fast
in my chest –
I remember.

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The Plastic Tarp (From The Book of Minx)

Body parts
Doll, baby
Work my bends
and bending for you
plastic
hard slapping plastic
and it’s fucking fantastic
I’ll take it all.

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Nightshade (From The Book of Minx)

He touches my throat
I tell him it hurts, here
The place the blood
Shows my intention
the shimmy-shayed peacock
Though, I’m not the peacock
Just. Holding the cock
And loving him
smelling it
on me.

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