Teacher

Arched back on the bed frame.

Lust and Vanity

wrapped in the body

of a woman.

Rolling a spliff

while criticizing humanity,

she lay in bed

telling me of her first love

and her second

and her third,

she was statuesque

built from vanilla and onyx,

smelled like cocoa nubs

tasted like chocolate

and she taught me how to speak,

how to lay it down

how to roll

how to assert myself in conversation,

she taught me well.

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