i
he liked to trace the outline
of her navel using just his tongue
it made her body shudder,
her eyes shut
and her mouth open
ii
a real book
made her bite her lip
and brush the hair from her face
it made her want to burst
the soapy globes of desire
with her nibbled fingernails
iii
some daydreams
begin with me
and end with him
as if his ghost follows me
between the lines of text
or in a stranger’s glance.
iv
if only I could
kiss him into a bubble
and watch until it
p o p s
Silver trophy winner
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