The Sun Also Rises

speak your patterns to me
speak them adorable one
cross the street
turn your head
look upon yourself
brush your dress
bite your lip
find a piece of fluff
on your blouse
pick at it
and accidentally
sure, accidentally
dwell there
your pinch of a nipple
just underneath

and then look at me
watching you

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