POEM: Jaguar Shoes

Jaguar Shoes 

Half lit face,
Red right, black left
A lustful roulette 

Still, dark, crimson lips 
Your denim hips meet mine 
Warm breath, a half smile 
I'm drinking whiskey, you're drinking wine.

Foreheads graze
Mouths collide 
Your kiss, magnetic
Taste, metallic
blood of former lovers.

Our bodies sway in space 
Around stars of broken glass
Let's fuck to Hard Feelings
Let's make our first, our last 

We burned high and bright 
Only for a night.
I loved you too, 
stranger in the dark. 

Jack D. Murphy

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