I entered the room as I exited:
A word, a dash, a smashed language
Spit and slushy words, curled and garbled
A soft, a sigh, a wisp of perfume
Teases, ignites
A glance toward the door, a leg, creamy skin
A dress, a glass slipper, a carriage?
No matter; I exist, eternal
My scent my skin my voice
You swallow, ****, savor
Consume what should not be
Until I leave you,
Quivering
In a puddle upon the floor.