Come And Get Me, Woman

Just my lips?
Don't you want my black and decker
drilling your throat? My nautilus pecs
pinning you to my name brand sheets?
I'm not just an appetiser or a hamburger
this is prime cut
and you'll never get over
the hours and hours of engorgement
substituting for any engagement
only your kisses raining on my chest
because my meal is your desire
while your body is invisible
your name already forgotten
and mine
my name is number one.
And I'm a ten.


Judith Pordon

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