I knew if I waited long enough
you'd call
every bone in your body
aching for release
every nerve ending
yearning for wrong
to be reminded
of my temptress ways
through my luring
soft voice spilling
onto your black and white world
bringing color back to your pupils
senses back to heightened existential
awareness
all of it makes you feel like a man
being reminded of my curves, my arched back
too much of a woman
for you to handle
I whisper "hello, doll"
filling up the dark empty space
of speech bubbles
that have been hanging in the air
for weeks
you and I,
cliche comics
trapped in the pages
of lust and illusion