Please
Teach me
Tantalising tricks
Please
Show me
Devilish delights
Please
Lend me
Some of your allure
Please
Give me
Something of your
*self

A single diamond
falls delicately, bursting
open, dousing him.

She is utterly, sluttily delicious,
Spectacular, actually.
Her mind is ****.
What trips from her tongue
Is a reverse feast for all who care to listen.

Tragically, too few do.

My mouth is full of shards of glass
And when I bite down, my lips bleed,
Rivulets racing down my chin,
Escaping awful me.
Everything I say
Slices me up
Inside and outside
I am slivers, fragmented,
Raw, red flesh
Redacted
Many versions drawn together
All false, all true,
Sliced and diced for you.

Bathtime

You hadn't seen me naked.
I covered myself in bubbles,
And called you into the bathroom.

2. Pretending to lunch

When you told me you couldn't stop staring at my *******,
I invited you to indulge in thirty seconds of uninterrupted, intense ogling.
You were happy to oblige.

3. Birthday Present

I innocently suckled on my ***** and coke,
And you asked if I was "doing that deliberately with the straw".
I wasn't, I promise.

4. Unclothed

I did as you asked, I took off my dress
And stood there, bathed in candlelight,
Shivering, translated and transformed.

5.  My Reward*

We kissed.
We kissed.
We kissed.

Slop ******* soup kitchen soak.
Sick sick sadness.
Embarrassment.
Anger.

Just go away.

Look at me, kids,
Don't look at the window
There's nothing there.
DON'T STARE!
I'm teaching you a valuable London lesson,
How to ignore invisible men,
However persistent.

He came inside,
Asked for a quid,
I bought him a burger,
Just to get rid.

Horrid.

Not him, me.
As he sat there, shaking, eating,
Drinking his coffee (eight sugars, seven milks)
Tears poured down his face.

And the children asked me why.
Mummy, why did that man cry
when you bought him a burger?
Did he want a different toy?

I learned a valuable life lesson.

One I won't forget.

Goodbye, lover that never was.
I will not forget.
Desire as sharp as a razor to the tongue, laced with honey,
Cut so sweetly, an agonising rapture.
We both know what must be retired,
But I am weeping as I lay you to rest.
As I burn what must be burned,
Regret has no part to play, guilt and despair have nothing to say,
I am retiring both those too.

Welcome back, my friend,
I missed you so. You, you,
I lost you for a time.
You were stolen away, replaced with a changeling,
He entranced me, but could not replace my old friend in my heart,
I have said my goodbyes, did what I had to do,
I missed you, I want you.
I know you. I love you.
Welcome, welcome home.