Their tongues don't frighten me
I have known tongues that lie and linger
tongues that flap and roll
wave and wag
some of those tongues
only pretend to care
as they lick the salt
from my skin
I have no patience for mundane
it is not my style
I love the flash and sink
lift anchor and sail away rough waters
things or ideas and sometimes people
fail to move me to magic
they are sometimes dismissed
gently
move along there is nothing to see here
These hips have known hands
calloused
smooth
trembling
grab on hold tight
enjoy the roll and wiggle
navigate the waves
it will make sense in the morning
or it won't
there is no fear here
only tongues
and moving magic
and these hips
come closer
don't worry I don't bite
hard
unless you like that sort of thing
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