by Aimee Herman
(12/22/10)

I unscrew the cap,
plastic exquisite preservative

pardon me for not engaging you in subtle conversation
patience is not painted within me

all I am looking for is to dip myself into you
my eyes multiply as I bring you toward my wide opening

and you elevate me with your
protein packed flavor.

my mouth sticks to you
your paste erases the cracks
you are my foundation.

gravity escapes us as we float inside each other
you have lips made of cream

sometimes crunchy   stuck inside my teeth
churned within the crevices of my cheeks.

I leave you inside me   hesitating digestion
choking on your thickness, I raise

my throat         my belly
my breasts, crushed underneath confinement

my tongue
my knees, bending to allow you in further

my hair
my chin, trembling from your taste

my elbows         my fingers
I grab you

biting down,
you         are my nutrition

and         you are my diet
and         you are my ten extra pounds which I struggle to lose

and         you are my weakness
and         you are my compulsion

I spread          you spread me         open
I am full from your nourishment

who         needs         bread         when         you         have         skin

my plastic exquisite preservative
my condiment, my meal
my...

                     peanut butter.

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