pursedlipsandpartedlegs

Pursed Lips & Parted Legs

“Hell-for-leather his thighs straddle / what light condemns, this li(f)e blackened / by sighs heaven sends down, victims / of prayer opened to bear tonight / what’s not spoken…”

kissedbyaprick

Kissed by a Prick

“Falling in love is / / like missing the point, / hitting the edge of the velvet petal / of an orchid slipping between a nail / and its bed…”