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Her mouth is sharp with teeth, they gleam.
The smile a predator displays, window
dressing. Her kiss is hard, her teeth draw blood.
My hands, they do jitter. Her nails are dirty,
the green-blue polish chipped. I gasp for breath,
my heart does pound. She tastes my fear,
she swallows it down like water. Her tongue
is spongy, it does trap me. Little bits
of flesh cave now before her nails. They do.

Shame, it does bind me to her still warm mouth.
Soft, cold breasts in my fists. Her laugh a curse.