Biting to ease my anxiety
Lower lip bleeds inside my mouth
Learning to live with variety
Looking at all my plans going south
She’s strutting the hollow halls, click
Black pumps pink soles all follow
Has in her hand a licking stick
Leaving us tight throats to swallow
She’s quite yet leaves us affright
Ready to give us a licking
Now she’s giggling with shear delight
Not unlike holding bombs ticking
© 2013 Michael Yost 04/21
Michael's Lair 