wincing at touch tinged with desire
All in Poetry
You screwed me after you finished / Tempting me again / Making me hot in ways only electric can
Reminder: I do love / I love with the kind of intensity / that makes your stomach sick
I saved us both a lot of pain / by breaking your heart / before anything could really begin.
I'll love you / and paint / your rainbow beauty / in a thousand words / or less.
Every boy I’ve wanted to love
is a map I’ve torn before arrival
because I worried they’d leave me roadside when I say
this is the farthest I want to go.
My face cupped like a chalice in your hands as you kiss
my silk-bound mouth, pull my breasts free and tease them with hard fingers.