Torment

There’s an itch just out of reach
a nagging between my shoulder blades
I can feel your gaze across the table
full of delight, piercing into me
already figuring out what buttons to push
every answer filed away for later
until satisfaction can bruise

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She Writes Chaos

Polyamorous girl, homeschool mom, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.