Tina Miller
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readJun 25, 2017

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freedom.

“I needn’t
feel his hands,
I knew they
were soft as
silk by the way
he spoke.

The way his
tongue moved-
dripping words
out of his lips,
told me of
his loving
in my body.

I choke
a sound.
He must not
know of his
presence in
my mind.

He stops,
suddenly and
just before asking
he licks his lips.
I think I'm
experiencing
hypnosis.

My body turns
into liquid and
his breathing
is a vessel
I’m ready to
fill.”

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Tina Miller
Poets Unlimited

Just ask me to describe myself and watch my head melt. But hey! I also speak spanish.