You bask in the sun
with your jaws agape,
eager to feast upon my softest flesh.
I have allowed myself to be captured
by your scaly lips and glittering eyes;
I have always been a fool for your luring gaze.
The sharpness of your words
surrounding the tenderness of my flesh
like teeth penetrating
to my vulnerable heart.
I know to you,
I seem at your complete mercy—
a helpless prisoner against your tongue,
but your have forgotten,
I too, am a wild thing
and have escaped greater traps.
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