Her Lover Boy...

he wants to be remembered
by his strangled hair
by the waves of his eyebrows
his shaven face
his sticky wink
his protruding nose (bent backwards like his penis)
his gasping breaths (like those sex moans last night)
his teeth that bites an unlighted cigarette
quietly caught between the hold of his
lips of fire.........

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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