"matteus" poems
your curious gaze,
teasing smile, laughter. languid
like straight tequila.
ever flowing and
missing the rim of my cup
an intentful flow.
alikened to shame and
reddened on my dark cheeks like
ripened tomatoes.
you are a pleasant
sharp tasting fruit. bitter yet
ready to be plucked.
vineless. ever free.
forbidden. incandescent
and reflective shine.
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 3:04 PM UTC