red palms

ah, you make my head spin
knowing just what to say
your slippery words
sharp and pointed
never missing their target
slicing through the walls
built up in response to those
who stormed the castle
long before you
reckless yet calculated
well researched
do you keep notes?
ah, you make my knees shake
hips, thighs quake
spine tingle
hollows ache
I'd follow you endlessly
on bruised knees
licking at your heels
biting at your calfs
begging for another moment
of frenzied madness

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