because she can feel their hot breath on her
neck, the weight of their scales and talons
in the tresses of her hair. they’ve got a thou
-sand whispered things, and she is but one pen
-dulum, swinging. they’ve got teeth to tease her,
sacred fire to please her, and she’s got time.
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Love the flow here.
“they’ve got teeth to tease her,
sacred fire to please her, and she’s got time.”
Oh, my!