HICKEY

by D’Asia Smith

Here looky looky
Lips pressed against the skin
Look,
Now look again
Butter pecan in the flesh
Let me not mention
The tension which ends
In pain that feels too good
The right amount of hate
That this begun
Intertwine in thoughts
Thought of an impeccable relation
Draws the tongue inside
Gasping for air
For all the trouble
That’s been brought
Now to dictate
If there’s enough room for intake
Ooops…its too late
None the less
The best has yet to come
Ahhhhh breath taking, wasn’t it?
Ain’t no way a wrong can be this right, right?
Look it’s in plain sight
A pen cap contusion
With just the right amount of bruising