Dispatches from the wilds of Poetania – Quiver

Hello there, lioness.
I see that gleam in your eye;
muscles loaded
anticipation-taut.
I feel you, right beside me,
breath hot on my skin,
and tell myself
that timpanum-pounding ears
are a symphony of excitement,
not fear.
Not fear,
of how gladly
I would taste oblivion on your lips

if I only dared.

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