come hither, heathen,
crawl along my bed-posts, i can show you
how to be sultry,
indolic like jasmine, musky
like firewood
i want to teach you the best ways
to taste,
rich - dark,
count every bead of sweat
flushed red by your skin
like the seeds of a pomegranate,
i want to gather the
tartness of your flesh,
wrap my fingers in your spine, map the delicate
cobwebs between each rib,
tuck your taste into the corners of
my mouth
to reach back and savor
witness again
in my small, private moments
STAI LEGGENDO
tyrants
Poesiathe kind of love i've been dreaming of 2018 - 2023 #29 in poetry, 2nd april 2023 #56 in prose, 23rd may 2019 #16 in non fiction, 6th april 2023
