Elizabeth Bound

The velvet collar tightens around her neck
she shivers
mouth slack

Lover makes warm laps around her aureole
until elizabeth becomes a senseless dishrag
wet and limp
in silent anticipation

Each time the collar is tightened a notch
elizabeth parts her legs
hips swooshing further up; an owner-less kite carried away
by a wild wind

As she quietly shatters into night's folds
lover slips the rose petals moist with elizabeth's rain
into elizabeth's soft mouth


Shauna
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