I am your queen
Thick
Waxed eye
Languished on
Salted air and
Sweated brine
Your challis ocean
Drunk
As an offering
Feathered
You kneel and kiss
My naked arch
Melting as worship in
Tethered service
Curl your thoughts around my
Waist and draw me in as
Viper’s pungent verse
Speak poems to me in Arabic
Wrap mystic words inside my
Throat singing Allah praises
My forest for your wetted mouth
Owning my Venus
As oyster and pearl
Becomes your vision
Tones of my thick honey
Deeply drunk
Leaving your stain and kingly smile
On the hem of my memory
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