Cup of Sugar

you’re there
with a craving
for the coconut milk
that polishes my skin,
my neck, lavished with lavender
and my honey-lemon stained tongue

with a faint fragrance
of a hard working day
wet bark and grass, earth
cigarette smoke, motor oil and rum
or maybe dry erase, coffee and wood shavings

in any case,
you’re here to stay
with my arms hooked on your shoulders
and your hunger hooked on me, your sweetness,
your warmth when you’ve turned bitter and colder

– B. Brown

(digital sculpture by Kyuin Shim)

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