Her bloodred talons
Trace a path across my back
Into the dip created by my spine
Cherry-colored lips whisper words meant to be felt
Not heard
In stillness broken by the clink of ice in glasses
Dripping with perspiration
I thought only of a night of seduction
Full of forgetting
But I did not recall the featherlight handling
Of those claws over my body
As they made me shiver
-- Yes, this was written from a man's point of view.
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