Rake

 

Blue Eye

 

A man that devotes his life to women
Doesn’t stalk or bite;
Dearest, seduction is about resistance.

You touch his poetry with a fingertip,
Stretch it—
Like honey: let it reach your lip.

And, you know it’s just a clever trap,
But you touch it
Again and again to your tongue …

You touch it until all your fingers
Are sticky with licking,
Until your body is filled with him.

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