back behind her ear
pulling with fingers burnt
raw hands and broken nails
eyes tight like arrows
she's ready for your fight
Like two white checks,
opposites posed in a secrete game.
She holds her dress
between her knees
she's biting her tongue
licking back the sweat
soles grip the dirt
but she's ready for it
you give the word
she breaks the spell
Like two white checks,
opposites posed in a secrete game.
It's in her waist
the quiver full and heavy
and it's in the dip
of her soft elbow
she won't back down
you won't ask her to
Like two white checks,
opposites posed in a secrete game.
9-12-13
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