I strip before him
acquiesce his
whiskey-laced whisper.
My body
a map of angles
contorting to his whim.
Shredded sighs
breathe vigor into the air.
Heart bare and beating
dripping
in his desire.
Mesmerized.
Agonized.
Paralyzed.
For one poignant pause
I am precious.
He gnaws on my nerves.
Starving, silent, sordid.
I am succulent.
He never rushes.
I am rainwater
cupped in his hands.
He slurps me up then
licks his fingers clean of me.
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