THURSDAY: Her Body is a Landscape, Of Pole Dancers and Dark Desires

BY A. J. HUFFMAN

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Her Body is a Landscape

of destruction, her curves a sleek highway
to hell for any man who touches them. More
than eyes rise as she passes, her name
lingering like a perfumed whisper.
Devastation. The word hangs, a sleek red
lacquer as inviting as her slightly parted lips.

 

Of Pole Dancers and Dark Desires

Undress
molasses sweet.
Reach
through the sound
of smiles and tomorrows.
Hook
your nightly
dream.

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