Courtly Manners

by FTS Miles   Apr 18, 2015

October 15, 2010

Slowly I pry away the masks,
laces unknotting to my whim,
shifting, parting from side to side,
the bodice unraveling like a
savoured puzzle dotted by
my revolving dalliance with
stockings and garters
until there is more cream
of flesh than silk,
and only her mockery of hawk
remains to hide her from me
in this game of trespass
played out before so many eyes.


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    by Maple Tree

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    by Juliet Nelisiwe

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