Tongue me you said folded lengthwise.
Charm me I said at this sagebrush
O beautiful prey,
my neck arched back.
Only your, primrose
deliberate splendid desire.
In the background trembling in pale
delicate I heard?
My mouth burned with clover.
And, the constriction.
Previously published in Insectum Gravitis
(Main Street Rag 2019)