Short Circuit by Elizabeth Irvine

Salty press of warm insistent tongue.
Jagged teeth on nipples.
Strong hands on throat.
Over eager fingers leaving tiny bruises.
Grasping, tangling, pull my hair.
Salt and sweat and scorching slippery heat.

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One response to “Short Circuit by Elizabeth Irvine

  1. Wow. What an intense poem. Nice.

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