my puerto rican rum, pour

you smooth textured dark.
you nut sweet candy, i
sit back and sip.


this private hold,
pink peppercorns,
you caramel and spice,
start me soft and build


straight up and
rolling in my mouth 
and finish on
this smoky note.

i
drink you.

stilletos and sneakers

hey you in the skin tight skirt

what shoes you wear on your flight

will your blouse open can i reach

hey you with the loose easy smile

what shoes you wear on your flight

will you dance me up and make me

play to the movement of our wings and

come,
play again without regard

you shadow

he combs me with a light touch

soft movement back and forth,

finally pulling with his fist

each hair alives the precise circuit
running electricity

to my
 

make me beautiful

she trims me of that excess
pulls tender, tug away
rapidly clearing pale from pale

each cuticle cut a small jolt through fingers
running hot shock

to my
 

make me beautiful 

she rubs me with salt and oil and i melt and i pay

think of touch, your thumb

jamming in the sole of my foot your mouth 

back where it belongs
 

make me beautiful