19 Aug

The blank page leers at me

like an imperious tiger eyeing

the weak gazelle in the herd –

the small, delicate one with wild,

darting eyes.

His rough tongue

laps greedily at his carnivorous incisors.

He is not hungry – no,

solely cavalier.

A lust for domination primes his axons,

contracting muscles

that know only to devour.

Iron eyes – penetrating –

unclothe her vulnerabilities,

defy her to rise.


One Response to “Arousal”

  1. k-rin Wednesday, October 1, 2008 at 8:08 am #

    I’m not sure why he was trying to eat my flowers….he’s a weirdo!!! Are ya’ll going to Wes’s wedding in Nov?

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