Caught

Your smile a salacious curving
combination of lips
grass tan long lawn lines bifurcation
barbed wire between private properties 
where we can prance
where I can touch

delineated by the pallid tortoise
shell of your white ass
dope mug shot sharp in
that flesh-toned cotton bra
coconut color catching the
bathroom light
thin rivulets of curling smoke

wrangling stains on starched denim
liver in stark repose
your smiling face clasped in the
crescent of a landlocked moon
on our knees again
red-handed.

TA