from the mouths of ghosts

i want you to jump into my bones

two fingers prodding at my lips
rugged
drag the beating heart back up my neck
& pull it out my mouth
writhing on the floor

cradle me
my handsome overseer
nibbles on my ear
a grazing tongue
becomes a snake and
slithers down my throat

i want you to take up my mouth
’til i can’t breathe

ruin me
my aphrodisiac fruit
a finger groping at my breast
a dribble of emotion from
the serpent in my teeth
bite my lips until they bleed

i want you to wrap your hands around
my neck
the way we wrap a belt around a waist
and pull it tight

whisper to me that i taste of
salt and longing
let it linger in your mouth
and trickle down to live
within your bones

two fingers prodding at my lips
hook me like a fish
reach between my ribs
& leave with one last kiss

(do not forget)
i turn to dust when touched

Published by featherquills

i am a misfit and a wanderer, captivated by the mysteries of the universe and the secrets of humanity.

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