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von Charlotte Adigéry

Leave your keys in the keybowl
No one will look through the keyhole
Fresh fish will hook you
And really look at you
Unhook you, uncrook you
Of those years of self-control

It′s not wrong if it's consensual
Never too old to feel real sensual
Takes two to tango
Fetisj untangled
Libido Gigolo
If you′re good I'll take you home


The smell of grilled lobster
The scent of Monoï
Salmon satin cummberband
Purchasable joy
A halftime Cha Cha Cha
For golden aged dames
Shrimp cocktails, Cachaça
Oscillating diaphragm
After-sun they smear on the backs of German speaking gulls
Looking after sons they fear will face the same faith as their moms

Leave your keys in the keybowl
No one will look through the keyhole
Fresh fish will hook you
And really look at you
Unhook you, uncrook you
Of those years of self-control

Mille-feuille crumbles on a creased décolleté
Dessert buffet they guzzle orgasmic crême-brûlée
Dutiful smiles, moonlit profiles
Pitch-black silhouettes included in the price
Tahitian pearls, honeymoon girls
Once a present, now the wrap
Once the present now a trap
Smeared pink lips they trace a voracious drift an insatiable thirst