Treasure Island

A.j. Binash

(04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

Some Love Is Open Eyed and Complacent.


She washes her hands at night.
Presenting the smell of soap,
As an apology.

The woman curled inside bedsheets,
Is innocent enough to be touched.

Prior hours spent.
Playing cat & mouse.
Her pink lipped pout,
Evading throbbing “purple onions.”

Inside bedsheets,
Vocalizing promises
With fingertips.
Silk curves
That flinch
To Goose-Bump abuse.

There's a lip curl
That she calls a smile.

She tricks the eyes
Into thinking her pockmarks
Are dimples.

Still after all the love.

Promising
That's not a lie.

Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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