lipservice
By Ashley Elizabeth
I paint my lips with cheerwine fine and seduction
and fingerspell you to sleep
with silky palm and butterfly kisses.
And there is God in this place tonight.
That is undeniable.
The sounds we make shake dust from the ceiling.
And you wake up hungry
satisfied but not satiated.
You call me back knowing
I can’t, won’t, say no.
Ashley Elizabeth is a writing consultant, teacher, and poet. Her works have appeared in SWWIM, The Hellebore, and Lucky Jefferson, among others. Her chapbook, you were supposed to be a friend, is available from Nightingale & Sparrow. Ashley lives in Baltimore, MD with her partner and their cat.