Lessons of leering

"A sly, lascivious look"

Anticipation
steeps
hot and steady
My skin
sparks
like a live wire
One quick
purposeful glance
from over the shoulder,
catapults
need
Knowing
you’ll catch
that look on my face
has me
sharpening my claws
and
it’s there,
amidst remnants
of my devious
Cheshire cat-like smile
flaring so
very recognizable
that my
chameleon tongue
tauntingly licks
from the corners
of deep
red
lips