"You'll never win my heart like that,"
She laughed at me, and
Clunking one combat boot over the other at the
A silent invitation, but I
Was always too shy to do that in public.
She made sure her skirt was too short
"Shock value", she called it
Licking heR lips and smudging black
"God, how I love the female body!"
That shriek would justify the stares
But she'd just grab my hand; smirking
She loved to make mE uncomfortable like that.
Our nights were long, oh so long,
Nails finding heat and bliss and the
On poster board of crossed legs and slinking tongues
While a slip of silver peeked from underneath her
"That's my baby." and she'd pat her hip, revealing half
of a tattoo: