red apron
with the
Supple perks
the body works for
plump benefits
medical, dental
and flossing with too much skin
salivating eyes
turned me to stone
But you can keep the apron
to conceal strained gut
soaking rust
clings to
Rocky Mountain curves
The topography of your
moist with sweat
form.
Toe Stands
under the intoxication
of repetitious first kisses
feigned love
can drain
like little else can.
The halls
still sings
with your voice
I lay awake at night
and wonder
with you
fetal curling
under my arm.
How many poets
have you stricken
with heart induced
insomnia?
They mark their sheets
with your name
written in blood
and cum
