She
sat on his lap for hours
pressed
his face to her
large
pink breasts her hands
moved
through his hair
like
fond snakes
she
gave him curls, cleft
hooves
beneath the flesh
marvellous
flesh, and smooth shoulders
she
taught him
how
to use his tongue
to
shape a heart
from
a piece of ice.
------By
Rachel Sherwood
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