why are you biting
me you ask
your new girlfriend
Catherine,
as she nearly draws
blood from your shoulder.
you turn your head
and observe the teeth
marks indented in
your once smooth skin.
what's with the biting,
you ask, breaking
the amorous moment
in two. oh, she says,
i'm so sorry. did I
hurt you. you can
bite me too if you
want, or pinch me real
hard anywhere.
I won't mind. honest.
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