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Lie to me,
lie with me.
Pluck me like fruit
from off of a tree,
or like the strings of a mandolin –
vibrating like a lover,
playing like a friend.

Tell me some secret
that you’ve never told,
give me some hours
to feel like your world.
Adore me, touch me,
catch and release,
until the hour
our fun must cease.

Treat me better than I deserve,
memorize every curve,
then chew me up & spit me out like a pit,
electrifying every nerve.
Then send me stumbling on my way,
only the pulp is left,
until we meet another day,
wanton and out of breath.

Lie to me.
Lie with me.
Give me some hours
to feel totally free.
 

-Laura the Lioness

Written in September, 2016