First Date | Rachel Weber

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in the middle of the bistro
you took off my shoe
and rubbed the arch of my foot
i wore the backless dress
to shed my skin more easily
small globes spinning
no curtain to shield
nor shame to have
this introduction
plates on a marble floor
spoons against the glass
or heart
halfway in your lap
sipping at your lips
they never asked us to leave
though you fuck like you eat
our meals were untouched
as we slipped words and dreams
ย between our mouths
and licked the corners
of each others thoughts
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