The possible but doubtful

[not_art_not_war]

Daily Placement

Those big doe eyes,
how do I blind them?

two long pale thighs,
when might I ply them?

small patient lies,
do you think they breathe clean?

I'd just like your warm
smirk-small breath to be torn

in a wet moment of trust,
star-cracked steam as the door closed.