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sweet nothing

by Aimee Jaskot

“sex,” she whispered
softly into his ear,
her beguiling lips
held in a seductive smirk
an inch away from his skin.

the implications
flew down the empty canal
and lodged firmly
in his inner ear,
upsetting his balance
and reverberating in his head.

his mind wobbled,
while the slight disturbance
her breath created
subsided,
the warmth dissipating in the darkness.

he tilted his head
and the words trickled down into
his thoughts,
the three letters
lifting the corners of his lips
into a slight,
hopeful
smile.

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