Move in slowly with carnivorous intent,
Pin me
With warm curves, sweet desire.
Enclose me with tender, liquid fire.
Then I shall coax from you
Grateful prayers
To the wisdom of the loving gods.
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*Note: Slightly revised, this is a repost of a piece from a month ago that Spillwords published this morning.
‘Danaid’, by August Rodin
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