wanton
foxglove
questionable
nightgowns
my tongue tastes
the bourbon
you
put in your mouth
now you are in mine
through instinct
i have learned
to
receive
parts of
you
while i look
for the rest of me
wanton
foxglove
questionable
nightgowns
my tongue tastes
the bourbon
you
put in your mouth
now you are in mine
through instinct
i have learned
to
receive
parts of
you
while i look
for the rest of me