the nipple




Your left nipple is mine, he told her

and she looked into his want and thought for some time.

I give you my nipple, she whispered

but hold it at the back of your jaw

and close to your tongue

and no harm can come to my nipple

or it comes back to my body.


I will protect this gift he told her

and took it into his mouth and thought for some time.

I must sadly return your nipple, he whispered

as he kissed her bare breast,

for it loves you too dearly–

and instead, take your tears

as I open your body

and tell you you’re mine. – pn


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