Brand New

He made me feel brand new,
not dirty
or a mess,
like the other boys did –
who wanted my time
but didn’t care for what I said.

but
his lips
are the purest glow of red,
and I want to be
his tongue
that hits
his teeth
to form every
word
he speaks.

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