tempest-at-noon:

I slipped
my name
between
your teeth
because 
you always
said that 
the sweet-
est things
were etched
into the 
insides of 
your cheeks. 

But you bit 
my bottom
lip because
you were
tired of
rum and
knew where
I hid the
vodka,  

and you
slipped
the tip
between
my legs.  

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