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(marinade)

(marinade) 

the words left your breath like 

hot honey

sickly sweet and biting

coating my throat, my lungs in 

serrano suffocation 

seeping out, spreading onto

my every bit of meat and flesh

a full body marinade 

for full-bodied flavor of

sugary shame


but I'm learning now how 

this blazing glaze 

this sticky story 

was never mine to hold 

but yours too bold for you, so you stuck it with me 


I can handle the heat and I quite like sweet 

but I choose self-made

I choose   my own    marinade 


@paige.thepoet