Trespassing
TRESPASSING
Here I am
Your dream girl.
I heard you say it
When you mauled
And crawled
My skin
And tore it
Of prudence, and
(nine! nine! only nine!)
Every coulda shoulda woulda
Took hold and didn’t.
And now
I am here
Because you
Were there
Calling me dream girl.
Copyright © Suzanne Arbil | Year Posted 2023
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