he digs his talons into my shoulders,
carving crimson crescents into my skin.
he plunges inside without invitation
(why would he need one?)
probing every crevice
groping every patch of flesh.
but i let him stab his tongue wherever he pleases
i let him consume me,
just like he devoured his fish at dinner,
only leaving behind empty bones
as he licks his lips clean of me.
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