hot thicket bugs crawling water wells of my eyes
yellow shining Yellow heat rising from soft sweaty skin
i wanted to be a piece of candy on your tongue
sweet spit gathering at the corners of lips
drooling in anticipation at honeyed hips soft sugary treats
i wanted to be the cigarette in your mouth
sinewy stick stuck on the outer fragment of your mind//lips
slowly inviting itself into darker deeper districts of your anatomy
liquor is quicker than licorice