Upon her tongue sat Agony
-boiling-
enraged by making merry on
a very slick perch, besmirched
by cracked lips and casual's kiss
deciding to climb into owns pants
-for a time-
traveling immune systems
sitting on the cusp of notice
dripping sarcasm on love's bud
refusing to budge or heal
remaining affixed as deterrent to mix
ignored, she offered him heat
now he burns
by
her 'P's

**MESSAGE**