Third Eye

An erotic micro poem

Photo by Harry Quan on Unsplash

If the eyes
are the
window to
the soul
then slowly
kissing
your
third eye
is like my
warmslick
figa
swelling
yearning
to squeeze
the juice
right out
of
you.

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Ann Marie Steele

Ann Marie Steele

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I pen poetry about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.