velvet ribbons

velvet ribbons carefully hidden in vivid recollections

smoldering incessantly in the delicate canyons between my legs

resembling the devastated remnants of a forest fire

velvet ribbons tied inconspicuously to the scorched branches of my past

intricate memories of velvet ribbons

badly disguised as metaphors kept alive in scribbled stanzas

absently composed on the backs of gas
station receipts

the language of velvet ribbons

restrained sighs and hushed pleading between biting kisses

two mouths blooming together like desert plants

after the mercy of a generous rain

velvet ribbons adorning the crest of thigh high stalkings

dangling like Spanish moss from the ends of auburn pigtails

i long for the renaissance of velvet ribbons

but instead am left with the shallow grave of our cold bed

where velvet ribbons are buried

..

a. duncan, 2018

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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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