Her sun kissed skin smelled of
daisies and vanilla
perfume;
her hair, threads of brown sugar
silk;
her lips, made of
honey and milk;
her eyes, evergreen trees
and autumn leaves.
She scratched every name
from her past
down your back
and sunk her teeth
into your lip
until she punctured it.
With every inch of undiscovered
flesh, an enigma;
her hair, cascading from her
roots: a broken story of family
history;
her lips, each encounter beckoning
a symphony
of stifled sound and vodka;
her eyes, barren leaves from a swollen
caterpillar’s feast.
She will scratch your name,
now her past,
down the back of the next
and sink her teeth into their lip
until she punctures it
—a scar they’ll always
regret and one you’ll never
forget.
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Sharon J Sanford
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