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Poem: Secrets and Opportunity

Have you found the second pair of thongs I left in your laundry?
Seen how one was new, and the other one you pulled off with your teeth three days ago after amber beer and bombay gin?

I thought you’d flow like my wet hair around my neck and kiss
asking for a reprisal of when you twisted your hands around my waist
kissing my neck and grabbing my breasts rough until I melted with your
muscles.

If I let you with a kind word,
a smile,
and a twist on my neck like a I’m offering it.

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