sacred in a way

she was blackstrap and off the shoulder
flint eye beguiling she was
vodka straight and easy in her clan
sacred in a way
head tossed and smirked knowing
the three quick seconds of our love
that lifetime in the glance
would haunt me old as I am
and not without some clear
and certain lust

Image: Paweł Czerwiński on Unsplash

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