Bend me. Break me.
Spin me tight and don’t let
go. Eat me as I exhale in the night.
Hold me. Grab me. Grab me right below
the ribs. Lift me up onto your longing
and feast. Devour me. Deliver me, fast
and arched and full, tear me from
this leather in your hands. Take me.
Surge and crest and drink – oh, drink! My
thighs like woven ropes around your
waist. Pulling, pulsing, striding deeper
into the dark as we break and break
again in salt-fed shadow. Come now,
Stallion, bare me your teeth. Bare me
your hunger as I bare you my body
and trace these words into your neck.
Show me. Treat me to the animal
under the skin. Remind me again
of what I’ve tamed.