Appetite

I, knee deep, in daydreams

See, glossy crimson lips

Sticky, red candies

Already, licked; not yet eaten.

A, little post-it note attached reads:

“Save some for later.”

Laughter, tickles the underside of my belly

Giddy, muses over

Memory, playfully tussles under slats of dawn

And, the vanishing night’s shadows.

Salty, marine scents

Dampen, cloth-turned-to-ringlets between …

Hairy, and smooth.

Laying, opposites beside

Perfection, in being

So different.

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