Angel Wings (poem!)

Your words were softer than angel wings
The first and only denial
A moral cameo
Spoken of regret
An empty threat to
A naughty child.

I told you I would bite your eyelashes
Your hand on your hip, amused;
you did not recoil but submit
anxious; this is the part
where I'd speak French
if I could-
no matter, my whispers
made your skin erupt.

Your eye contact,
Cheeks flushed, resigned and
Silent except against my touch.

Do you dare me?
I think of every time;
I watched you pose
Look over your shoulder
Wry; you mischievous
Ly gasp as your zipper
Holds a note;
I breathe into your nostrils
Asking what

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