This piece is from several years ago as well, but it's one of my favorites from my older work. More current work to come soon.
Peripheral Crush
Straight passages to tangled webs weave into
my idle thoughts of your fingertips brushing my
worries of any other place I’d rather be.
You reach up and whisper sweet
something other than our lives outside
this moment; I reach up for
something more substantial than my lust and your broken heart
that somehow feels healed between my legs, or just some other feeling.
I will pick up your pieces for my own end, but you seem somewhat allured by my body that you’re not supposed to have – well I say some secrets are best kept under your breath while you kiss
temptation on both sets of lips and she smiles back at you through my hungry eyes.
We harbor the first taste of something richer than hotel rooms and hemlines.
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