Social Role Reversal
By Julianna Loden

I swell for you;
a torturous expansion
inside of me.
Anticipating, desiring, needing that explosion.
I'm swollen inside -
like I've been punched,
by love, perhaps.
It left a bruise that longs to be touched
by you, who refused with your exotic chastity -
Unlike a man -
You're such a tease -
Your lips, your hand.

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