Beholden to Behind
A thumb – intently placed on chin
caressing every freckle into a letter
that spells out a story blushing lips
that remand and remade the ending
Forefinger – smoothing the jaw
straight as lines read and re-read
he turns her over like a page
his favourite fable, every inch
a mythology of unreason.
Genteel palm – perfectly placed
on ripened white, depressing spine
into maidenly goading of docility.
Two hearts, to start – a beautiful violation
© Katypoetess 2015