She Called Me a Dirty Word

Whispers warmed my ear,

so I opened my eyes.

 

I took her in,

held her face.

 

She leaned into me.

 

Her thighs,

like jaws,

locked up

one of my legs—

I let her feed.

 

She devoured me.

 

Nothing is infinite.

 

Nothing is left of our heat.

 

(Except, this.)

 

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