22.3.12

soorpanakha

lakshmana,
don't cut off my nose just yet:

let me dream about what you see
with your brown, unsleeping eyes.

let me look at your quivering lips
while you lick them in anger

let me fantasize being held
by those taut muscles in your arms

let me smell your musk and sweat
for a few seconds longer.

don't cut off my nose just yet,
lakshmana.

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i actually wrote this a couple of months ago. still not sure if i like it.
also, just because i'm posting lots doesn't mean i have time to breathe. i just make these posts up while swimming. because swimming is boring more physically exhaustive than mentally.

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