Sum of Parts

(Ottava Rima, August 2013)

A wisp of hair, a fingertip, a sigh,
The swelling shadow where your collar parts,
A tantalizing flash of ivory thigh
Above the lace. Your dancer's ankle starts
Me dreaming of a rippling velvet cry
Wrung from your tender throat. With all your arts
You'd not escape my fever wild and true
If I could ever grasp the whole of you.

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