The Inflection Trimeric
He said ‘With relish.’ like a soft light,
erasing the line that never existed.
Pulsating with what was uninhibited,
the phrase exasperated her hunger.
Erasing the line that never existed,
an inarticulate murmur left his lips.
Was it in everything she didn’t say?
Pulsating with what was uninhibited,
she could taste his shallow breathe.
It was coming with such regularity.
The phrase exasperated her hunger
for she could feel what hid behind
the subtle inflection of his delivery.
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