Published: 16 Oct 2018 › Updated: 16 Oct 2018
Poem: Slipping
Every breath is another chance for my shirt to open, to
reveal more of my breast to drop below nipple or curve.
I'm letting it slip past cleavage to full exposure,
every dip to eat over my plate another offering
so you can slip your eyes between my skin and blouse.
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