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fine wine
see me
strip me with your eyes
my witness to my life
break me
recreate me in your image
phyletic mental fission
taste me
twisted essence on your tongue
claw-foot decanter drunk
i want you to want me like a fine wine
a taste you cant get out of your mind
i wish you’d drink me down
and tell me that you’re mine
ruby splatter on a white shirt
the way your fingers make a clean cut
chanel on the collar that brushes my hip
a pornographic shine to your lips
press them to me
let me devour you
twin souls entangle to one
let me bury myself under your skin
stretch to make room for the fit
a flush to your cheeks
wandering eyes across the room meet
take a slow sip, go on, let me see
the things you’d do to me
if i were a fine wine
spilled carelessly on the bed
red bleeding like ink hair from my head
wrist pinned to the sheets
would i gasp,
would you plead,
we’d make a pretty picture, indeed