Perfume (after Spencer)

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 03/19/2021
Created 06/20/2008
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In vain, I wrote my name with aftershave
to permeate her skin. And, as I hugged
her tightly to my shoulder, I still gave
no thought to the effect - for I just tugged
her T-shirt from the blade, until I bit
her achingly;

My teeth were really set
upon their grip, determined not to quit
until I'd marked her mine: perfect. And, yet,
she leaned into me, gently, for a word
or two to draw my breath; Was this to save
me from myself? For this was quite absurd:
these bruises would not give her all she'd crave.

"Vain man," she smiled. "You'll find I am immune."
As I had known: given her own perfume.

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demure101demure101almost 11 years ago

As long as they are sassy 'bout their scent

There is no way you may make girls unbend.