Three-Course Meal
i. aperitif
stirring
i feel the silk
of your sheath
opening
to meet
my morning
ii. entree
i pause
for a second helping
of your whimpering
the linen
napkins
our skin
iii. dessert
i dip
my delight
into your
demitasse
like steam
it scalds
stirring
i feel the silk
of your sheath
opening
to meet
my morning
ii. entree
i pause
for a second helping
of your whimpering
the linen
napkins
our skin
iii. dessert
i dip
my delight
into your
demitasse
like steam
it scalds
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