Twenty-one: I Dare You

Darling,
pop me like champagne.
Smoke me, dragging,
flimsy as the breath of a cigarette.
Swing me, darling,
blow me like a magic number.
Pluck me, feather by frozen feather,
while I wink, smiling
spanking hard.
Cut me, darling,
let my lemon juice
bleach you.
Take my trench-coat, darling.
Let me let you make me
a better man.
Love me, darling,
I dare you.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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