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A Poem: Betrayal 

he bit me—

nipple of pleasure and sustenance

pierced

he gazed up in milky purity

with brown eyes that have known no harm

heart still swathed in the wonderment of the womb

and warm tongue more expert than any lover

teased back and came forth with teeth

and the power of the man within

the one who will explore nipples other than mine

who will find his way into other soft bodies

executed his first strike.

stunned i pinched his nose, held it firmly

while breath won over bite

and he released

vulnerable and perplexed

as his eyes memorized my first angry face.

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