Helix Sugar

Charmed and full,
the evening was penultimately gathered
by her fingering her ice,
and lifting a single cube
to her lips and ladling its foiling moisture
along the thin of her cheek
as she slipped it down to her throat
around to the barely containing bodice,
dipping into her lilting cleavage,
and then joltingly back to her lips
as she tongued the dripping crystal.

His phone rang and, in a nervous panter,
he thrust it into his water glass
as it muffled the last whimper
of any outside interference or help.

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